"Mother, may I?"
Remember that game? You had to ask permission to move. Just to move!
And if you didn't get permission, you had to stay put.
Last week I shared a tad about wanting to write again, to do something that used to light me up...until I let the negative voices get to me.
I posted that on Facebook, and my friend (and IEW® teacher this year 🥰) Crystal commented:
It's not selfish to find purpose and enjoyment in what we alone like to do. No permission needed.
That last part got me.
No permission needed.
Why do we feel like we need it sometimes? For things we don't really need permission for?
I remember feeling so stressed out about homeschooling. In my head I was in a rat race with kids in public school, trying to keep up with what they were doing and what they were learning.
I always felt behind.
But I wasn't.
We weren't.
We don't need permission to take a day off and spend it with our kids.
We don't need permission to take an extra day (or week) on a lesson they don't understand.
We don't need permission to change curriculum halfway through the year because it isn't working.
And we REALLY don't need permission not to even use a curriculum. 😉
So, move if you wanna move.
Stay still for a while if you wanna stay still.
But you don't need my permission for that....
I would love to hear your thoughts if you would like to share your story on Facebook or Instagram. Or you can always send me a private message. ❤️