People call me lucky, but I’m not. It wasn’t luck that landed me my dream job as stay-at-home mom or luck that allowed me to transition into a homeschooling mom. Like many of us, my husband and I discussed, planned and budgeted not only our money but time and personal commitments in order to make it happen. I’m not putting down anyone who doesn’t agree with our lifestyle. I’m not criticizing working moms or the public school system. I’m just telling you how it is and saying it’s possible to make the transition.
But you’ll give up something. It’s different for everyone, but you will have to sacrifice in order to become a homeschooling mother. Maybe it’s an extra income that’s allowed you to eat out, vacation, live in a two story home. Or maybe it’s your dreams of a career outside the home, a place where discussions don’t revolve around cartoons and diapers. It’ll happen, and while you’ll love your position as wife, mother, teacher…you’ll long for whatever it is that has been pushed into the backseat of your mind.
That’s okay. Really, it is.
I recently had a discussion with a good friend about my writing career. I told her all my hopes, where I want to be in eight years, and she replied, “It’s not selfish to want those things.” “Yeah,” I replied. “But is it selfish to pursue them?” We couldn’t come up with an answer. She understands. She’s a stay-at-home mom, having put aside her own career goals to raise her two kiddos, and she’s considering homeschooling. She knows what all of us homeschooling moms know.
We feel guilty about wanting a tangent career. I don’t believe we should. It’s natural to want something for ourselves, a way to express our personalities outside our families. The trouble is when those feelings begin to sour the appreciation we need for what we have in front of us.
Basically, it’s a “grass is greener” situation, but before it’s too late, before we are sitting at our child’s graduation (yeah, homeschoolers have graduations), looking back and thinking I should have lived in the moment, we need to take our future selves advice. Enjoy the season of life we’re in, not by accident, not by luck, but by choice and perseverance. It'll pass quickly, and whatever you've tucked aside will still be there, ready and available to fill your time. There's a season for everything.