I’ve shared before that the 2017-18 school year was not our best. It wasn’t our worst but it wasn’t our best either.
I was doing a lot of stuff that I needed to do for me and time is finite. I’d let myself get into such a self care hole that I had to take a lot of time to dig myself out. So, without getting into all my various issues, here’s what I did last year.
February 2017, I started Therapy about 1x/week. Therapy is about 35 minutes away, I budget about 45 minutes (10 minutes for parking/paying/etc.) plus another 30 minutes after to journal in a quiet place by myself. I found that I couldn’t go straight from dredging up all my crap in therapy back into the chaos of my house around dinner time. It was just too much. That means that all in, Therapy takes 3 hours out of my week.
October 2017, I start CrossFit because I started to realize how much I’ve let my strength and physical condition go. It turns out, if the most athletic thing you do over the course of about 10 years is give birth (which cannot be discounted), your strength and muscle tone and general physical condition go downhill pretty drastically. This has lots of implications for the regular, non athletic things that you want to do. Things like be able to keep up with your kids at the park or be able to bend down to tie their shoes or get up off the floor. I started CrossFit because there’s always someone telling me what to do and it was super close to my house. Each session is an hour plus shower/recovery time when I get home. The class I went to was at 9, I’d get home at 10 and actually be ready to start doing school stuff by 10:30-11, depending on how badly my butt had been kicked at CrossFit. That means no getting started until nearly 11am 2-3 times per week.
Then I overdid things at CrossFit and ended up with some tendinitis issues that made it difficult to do little things like sit or stand. I started seeing my doctor with more regularity to address these issues and even when those appointments aren’t long, they still take little bits of time out of our week.
Then there’s all the regular stuff like co-op, field trips, dentist appointments, occasional illnesses, etc. All of this eats into our school hours.
So, what is a homeschooling mom to do? Do you ditch school and take care of yourself or do you say screw it to self care and focus on the kids while you deteriorate? Neither of these is a good option.
So here’s the thing, I know how hard it is to do self care when you have little ones dripping off of you. I used to read those silly cliches like “you can’t pour from an empty cup” or “put on your own mask first” and roll my eyes because it’s so freaking hard to get yourself to the gym or therapy or anywhere when you have little ones. I totally get that and I’ve been there.
But here’s the other thing, you matter too. Your mental and physical health matter too. You are not just a caretaker and educator. You are a person and your health is important and it’s worth taking time for. When you neglect it, you neglect you and you settle for less than you could be. That will have consequences. It may not be today or tomorrow but a day of reckoning will come.
That day of reckoning will look different for a lot of us but it will come in one way or another. Mine came in decreased mobility and energy and a decreased ability to handle my life. It came in a shortened temper and a stressed out marriage. None of those things had to happen, they are not inevitable consequences of being a wife, mother or homeschooler. They come when you would rather watch Netflix and eat than think your own thoughts or deal with your sadness. I used TV to numb myself out because I was too mentally tired from carrying my baggage to actually deal with things enough to be able to put it down.
So, here is the kernel of advice that all of my bloated prose has been leading up to.
- Take care of yourself, even when it’s hard.
- Understand that it is worth it, even when it’s hard.
- Find ways to make it work, even when it’s hard.
This is the advice that I wish I had heeded in the years before I hit my day of reckoning. I read a thousand blog posts about the need for self care, probably written by women who were then at the stage where I am now. I didn’t listen to them then, I don’t know if you’ll listen to me now, but it’s important for me to say.
We are making all this work now by letting go of some stuff, like housework and BS expectations. I’ve been letting the kids choose an educational show to watch while I’m at the gym or in Therapy. Lately they’ve been choosing Popular Mechanics for Kids which I highly recommend. Then I’ve been trying to let the kids choose the things they want to study because it means that they will continue to study even when I’m not there. My oldest taught herself to needle felt this year with literally no help from me. We have also outsourced a few things. My second is seeing a reading tutor and making terrific progress. My littlest ones spend a lot of time playing with legos and making messes and (feel free to judge) watching too much TV because that’s how we are handling things right now. Our life is a work in progress.
However you need to do this, it’s worth it. Wake up early, go to bed later (pick just one of those), hire a babysitter, ask the hubs to come home earlier or take over bed time, find a way to exercise with your kids, just find a way and stick to it. Don’t quit on yourself when it’s hard, find ways to make it easier, or find the fortitude to do it anyway.
You. Are. Worth. it.

