The Rhythm of our home, or the lack of it

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I like to read Nicole's blog, Frontier Dreams, and when she suggested we all write about this subject I was all excited, thinking about all the things I had to say about it. And then nothing. Because the most I wanted to say something about it, the more I felt so bad about it. The thing is that I feel our life it's just so stressful and crazy that I feel really guilty, except..., well except for the days when I allow him to stay home and skip school, those are our favorite days. And I also feel I have to hide that from everyone, or I'll be criticized and the Government will try to take my kid away from me (in this country is completely against the law to homeschool). And then I will make him go back to school, and he will be okay after that and seams happy.


But last week he get off 3 days in a row, and funny things start to happen. The first day we just play (and I felt a little guilty, but how can that be bad for a 5 year old, or any kid?), the second day he went to his art wall and decide he wanted to do all, cut, write, draw, glue, and so we did, and he didn't need me to be there at all times, just help him a little, explain the task and then leave him to do it. At night he didn't wanted to go to bed before finishing his whole book on pencil practice.

Finally, on Thursday, after art class, the teacher was amaze at how well he had worked and how focused and calm he was, and asked if any had happened, I explain her and we both look at each other with significant stares. His art that day was great, in performance and concept.

Trabajando de noche

So I'm finally getting brave enough to do it, I just order our Calvert program (so we can get certificate of compliance in case legal problems arise),  and I'm picking up any bit of strength in my body to stand up for our choice when all the critics will arrive (and they will), but I'm sure now, I can see clearly and know everything will be all right. And I can spoke away the Ritalin ghost, that has been surrounding every time a teacher implies he might be Autistic, Asperger, or TDAH. He is just a bright boy, who can't be good at everything  that 5 years old are suppose to be, because is just a human being. and yes, All you need is love, and for me a lot of courage, a lot of it.



ecoMILF said...

These are beautiful words and thoughts. Don't feel guilty- you are being an AMAZING Mum. Good luck with everything- I hope you figure out how to get things working the way you want to. You boy is beautiful. xo m.

Julie said...

Oh, good for you!I really hope everything works out well. I know you will do the very best for him.