Ever since we have begun even the thought of homeschooling, my first reaction was “Oh no. They will miss out on ” (fill in with many many different things). I realize that comparing myself or my family to others is at its worst downright sinful and at its best a joy thief.
But sometimes….. sometimes you get a glimpse into the other side and realize that perhaps you have it good. As in “my grass is greener” kind of good.
This past weekend Mini Man and Ariel tried a free class of gymnastics for the first time here in California. They have been to this facility several times, so the comfort level is high, but neither kid actually took classes here before. They were thrilled and I was excited for them.
I was a proud momma watching them high five their new coaches and tumble and roll on big fat play equipment. I was among the huge bubbling over Saturday morning crowd of fellow happy mommas. Well, some of them were happy. In the middle of this joyous parental feeling I wound up in the middle of a conversation between two other moms whose children go to the same school. The conversation was mostly positive, but often directed its ugly head to the negative Nancy side of school politics.
This wasn’t the first time I had heard this exact type of conversation. It was just the most recent.
A few nights before I left Minnesota, I was lucky enough to hang out with a few girls that I got to know over the summer. Several of those moms have kids in the same school. The conversation veered towards gossip about the principle and his extra marital affair. Everybody had a different reaction to this scenario and the fact that we were even discussing it.
I however whispered that I was glad I was homeschooling.
And I am.
Instead of comparing what me or my kids are missing out on, I began basking in the joy of what I do have. Or rather what I don’t have.
I don’t have to worry about competition (momma or kid wise). I don’t have to worry that my daughter will love her teacher more than me. I don’t have to sign up to be apart of the political minefield that is the PTA. I don’t have to go to parent/teacher nights and be sad that I missed it when she made that project. I don’t have to worry about carpools. I don’t have to get up super early or wake up my napping infants to drop off/pick up my kids from school.
I get to stay out of the drama.
Really there is a lot to be thankful for as a homeschooling momma. Things might change and that will be ok. I’ll adapt. But for right now I’m going to be thankful.
You can’t steal my joy.