Showing posts with label young momma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label young momma. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Just the RIGHT Amount of Edge

Since finding out I was pregnant 3 years ago I knew Homeschooling was the ONLY option for us. I work full time but I’m on the road literally every 2 months (work hard play hard, right?) I knew we’d have to make some drastic changes to our lifestyle if we chose to enter Zombie into the public or private school system. I wanted my daughter to view learning as an everyday experience not reading out of a textbook for an hour per subject. I wanted her to learn without realizing it was happening because honestly, living IS learning. I don’t want her to read about the Great Barrier Reef, I want her to scuba dive through it and experience it for herself and let curiosity be her teacher.
So BOOM you make this huge decision which by the way is the ultimate burden on your conscious and you start to question your capacity to teach this little human all they need to know to be successful in the “real world” So now where do you start?!
There are hundreds of thousands of curriculums out there to choose from, plenty of activities to keep you busy and more than just a handful of blogs to read up on the various homeschool topics. Yet with all the resources available to homeschool parents via the internet and public libraries why is it I still feel so alone and vulnerable? How will you ever know if you’re doing it right?

It’s scary how all we want as young parents is to be unique and fun and have just the right amount of edge to a life that is always in danger of becoming mundane and when you get it, the power is almost more than you can handle.

So in an act of desperation I ask, are there any parents that would be willing to meet-and-greet with this amateur homeschool mommy? I’m willing to fervently take notes on the tips and best practices you share and I’ll forever be in your debt.

Signed,

An anxious Wanderlust Momma

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Counting Stars

Zombie stood at the doorway looking doe-eyed at her new home. A new apartment, new room, and a new bed (canopy included)! She was a freshly turned one-year old and although we didn't co-sleep, her playpen sat beside our bed as we only had a one bedroom loft.

This was the first night she would be sleeping completely alone. Hubs and I bathed her in kisses and tucked her into her new fairytale bed; leaving the door just a crack open.

Within minutes through the corner of my eye I'd see tiny feet enveloped in a striped pink onesie and an elephant blanket trailing behind. Bouncy curls and hot tears trotting our way crying and shaking her head as we'd walk her back to her new room.

This went on for a month.

How we overcame the monster of independent sleeping? Well, we just stood our ground!

We'd close the door and each time she'd come out we'd hold her hand and walk her back to bed until one day we'd kiss her to pieces and shut the door and wouldn't hear of her until morning.

Saturday, April 25, 2015