Ducks and Dust Bunnies

“But how will you teach him if you aren’t a credentialed teacher?” “What curriculum will you use?” “How will you socialize him?” “What do you plan to do for high school? You don’t plan on going all the way through, right?” “What if they exceed your knowledge, what then?” “What if he is struggling in math or reading, what will you do?”

Back in 2018 or 2019, our family made the decision to homeschool. Our first born was around 3.75 years old and about to be ready for TK the coming year, and I was just about to sign him up for the public school around the corner from our house. I remember thinking that I just needed him out of the house so I could have some sense of sanity. I had a 2 year old and a newborn.

Through some circumstances in California and our own personal convictions, we were pushed out of the public school system and forced to either use a homeschool charter school or to privately homeschool our son.

The questions above I vividly remember. I had just come to the decision to homeschool and was at a neighbors house. My son was playing with their goat (lol), and I was talking with the handful of other moms in their backyard, who all happened to be teachers. My neighbor was a credentialed, veteran teacher only 5 years from retirement. I had nothing behind my name except a degree that had nothing to do with teaching my kids english or math.

I responded to the last question about math struggles with “I don’t know, I suppose I’ll put him in Kumon” to which they all kind of laughed. I nervously and insecurely laughed “with” them.

I wish I could be in that conversation with my younger self. Encouraging her every step of the way. Discouraging the naysayers. Encouraging the young, feeble, now-deflated me: You’ve got this. You don’t need the official credential. You don’t need to even know before hand what you are teaching. You need a conviction from the Lord, faith that he will provide everything you will need, and faithfulness to walk each day into what he has called you to.

As I was reading Romans this morning, this verse popped out of the page to me: “Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them…,” (Romans 12:6a, ESV).

LET US USE THEM! Did you read that? We have been given gifts, and we are called to use them. Not shrink back in fear or discouragement, but to move forward in strength and faith. And lets be honest, to homeschool, you do need strength and faith. It takes an inordinate amount of strength to teach your dyslexic 5 year old how to read. It takes an inordinate amount of faith to trust that the work you are putting in will reap fruit 13 years down the line.

But, God is faithful. What I love about following Jesus is that I don’t have to worry about the outcome. He has already told me that he will provide, I just need to put my trust in him.

So, if you are a new homeschool mom. Or maybe, you’re just like I was, about to start your journey and have gotten nothing but naysayers or discouragment, listen to me: if the Lord calls you to homeschool, he will provide everything you need.

One of my favorite verses speaks just to this:

“His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence, by which he has granted to us his precious and very great promises, so that through them you may become partakers of the divine nature, having escaped from the corruption that is in the world because of sinful desire,” (2 Peter 1:3–4, ESV).

He has granted to us ALL THINGS that pertain to life and godliness. It is through his divine power that we are even able to live a life of godliness. It is through his power that we receive what we need for life and to escape the corruption of this world.

You don’t have to have the 4 year degree and credential. You don’t have to have the math lesson all figured out. You don’t have to have your house in order. You don’t have to have all your ducks in a row. Most of my ducks are wandering off somewhere, probably under the couch with the dust bunnies like the rest of the toys that have gone missing in my house.

And to be sure, I have encountered every on of those questions in my journey of homeschooling. My son is starting math lessons that exceed my knowledge. My daughter has dealt with dyslexia and has reading challenges. We have created a community to ensure my children and myself have good friends. I’ve wondered myself what curriculum we will use year after year. But guess what…

God knows just what you need. He knows just what your child needs. He will provide; he is faithful to do so. I’m proof of that!

Mom-Colored Glasses

Motherhood opens your eyes to a whole other world – a whole new dimension to this thing we call life. Everything you look at, touch, hear, sound, smell…everything is now seen through this new filter of motherhood.

Motherhood is a beautiful lens. It paints beauty onto things once monotonous.

For example, kids toys. When I was not a mom, I used to totally judge people for the amount of toys they had in their house. I would walk, more like wade, through their house with a floor filled with stuffed beings and plastic, noise making apparatuses…and I would judge. “Your kid is spoiled,” I thought, “Go outside and play with sticks and bugs and dirt.”

Now that I have these “mom-colored-glasses,” I see the wonder that are toys. Jackson LOVES his exersaucer – more specifically, he loves ‘Mandy Pandy’ (Panda) as Eric has named him/her. He laughs and ‘talks’ to this panda for more hours a day than I would like to admit. I do also play with my son, but that panda has a way with my son that I do not understand, but that I like. Mandy the Pandy allows me to do the dishes, to clean, even nap sometimes (don’t judge ;)). He also loves the countless other toys he has – Mr. Zebra, fabric book, whale, Mr. Elephant, teething bee, and many more. Yes, my kid has been spoiled by his grandmas and grandpas, aunts and uncles (blood and should have been blood), but the joy I see my baby boy have when he looks that panda in the eyes and giggles and giggles is one that I would pay a trillion and one dollars to see.

It makes me understand God’s love for me that much more.

Me, an imperfect (and even evil) parent gives my child good gifts. Imagine what gifts my perfect, good father gives me (Matthew 7:11). Plus, Mandy helped my baby boy roll over today…A task I was unable to do. Thank you, Mandy, and thank you Grandma Charlie for gifting Mandy. 🙂

Another thing that motherhood has done is shown me beauty in friendships. There is nothing quite like walking through life with people who are in the same stage of life as you or have gone before you. My friends are so beautiful. And, even more now than ever before, I realize what a beautiful bond having girl friends is. It is unlike any other bond. No man (sorry, honey) will ever realize what it is like to push out a 8lb 6oz baby out of your own body, or carrying it for 9 months. No man will ever understand what it is like to lose 40ml of blood each month and still carry on with life – I know TMI. Whatever. But really, more than child bearing or the time of the month, womanhood is a special thing, and I do not know what I would do without my friends.

Seeing friendship through mom-colored glasses also means that sometimes friendships that were once so close are no longer as close any longer. Time becomes very sacred, and in order to prioritize your new baby (and firstly your husband), some friendships become weaker and some leave altogether. The reality of that is sad. If friendships could last forever, I would be one happy girl. But at some point, you have to realize they don’t and move forward and focus on the present. To all my girls who have stuck around through the years or new friendships, thank you for sticking by my side even when I can be a real pain or when my sins get really ugly. Because of your presence in my life, I can face problems and face fears with the Lord by our side. Your grace in my life has changed me and made me a better person!

Motherhood has changed my view of my marriage – because becoming a mother has also made my husband a father. I cannot even remember what my husband was like before he became a father. It is not like it was 10 years ago – it has only been 4, almost 5, months, but seriously. Something in him changed. He grew into the man God has called him to be. Don’t get me wrong…he still leaves whiskers in the sink after shaving and wet towels draped over the door…he’s still human, and he is still growing and making mistakes. But, like me being a mother, he is fulfilling one of God’s calls on his life. And it is changing him dramatically. I love him. I cannot imagine another human being who would be better to walk through this life with me.

Having these new glasses has also made life somewhat more difficult. Having a child is like having a piece of my heart taken from inside of me and put into an unsafe, uncertain environment that is completely unpredictable that I have little to no control over. It can cause worry, pain, and hurt. It can be gruesome and uneasy. These mom-colored glasses have given me the biggest opportunity in my life so far to trust in God. Worry can completely overtake me – what if he stops breathing in his sleep, what if I drop him, what if he gets sick, what if we’re driving and crash…

What if, what if, what if.  As a mom, I could drown in the sea of ‘what ifs.’

It’s easy to end up there… And there are plenty of other moms that will be drowning right along with you. Because worry lies to you and tells you that you are caring when in reality you are chaining yourself to anxiety and, farther down the road, pain.

I am so grateful for this time in my life. A time of discomfort at times, but also a time of peace and trust in God. Life can be hard and people can hurt you and you can hurt people, but it is beautiful. It is beautiful because it is a time in life to trust Him and find peace in Him. Philippians 4 is one of my very favorite passages:

“Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice. Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me-practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.”

Isn’t that so true – when we trust in the Lord, he is faithful to bring peace in our anxiety. When we practice the things He has given us in the Bible, our peaceful God is with us!

Thank you, Lord, for your peace and thank you for the mom-colored glasses that give me the opportunity to trust in you better!