I finally said, "the decision has been made. You will start Wednesday."
" What?! You're making me go to school? I thought it was my choice! This is junk. I don't want to go!!"She became very angry and declared she wasn't going. I knew part of this was a control battle and preadolescent hormones. That didn't make the next few days any easier. I also firmly believed now that she would enjoy public more and that inside that was her real choice. I also felt that this was the route we were to be taking as a family. So yes, I forced her to go to school! The first morning she was up at 5:30 waking up her brother and preparing to go. She was ready two hours early. She came home from school talking a mile a minute and was ready early the rest of the week. She hasn't said it but I think so far she's glad I 'forced' her. Her brother also has said its awesome and is ready to go each day. At home, I am amazed at the release I feel. I enjoy the younger grades. I enjoy feeling like I can relax and take more one on one time on the couch with each child. There just never seemed like enough time with six. Now, I know some families are able to work well with six or more at home, but I'll admit it. I was stressed! I have also been dealing with a seemingly never ending poison ivy battle since a recent move in April, the side effects of medicines for that and other circumstances that are part of all our worlds. God knows what we can and cannot handle and always finds a way. I'm sure there will be stressful days still. I'm sure there will be days getting kids to school will be a fight. I'm sure sometimes they will come home tired and fussy. I'm sure there will be issues we need to face that we may not have had if we all stayed home. I'm sure there will be family trips we have to skip or reschedule due to a public school schedule. But, we will keep pressing on and trusting that in all things God is working for our good!
Ps-Someone may ask-Where was your husband in these decisions? He was right here and we made decisions together. He has always said as far as school goes, he didn't feel like he could homeschool our children but if I wanted to, he was fine with that. He would make it possible for me to do so. He also said, if there ever came a day I felt I couldn't or that they would be better off elsewhere, he understood and would support me in that. He has prayed with me and heard me cry. He has listened to all sides and stood by as a strong covering. Leading confidently by handing the education of our children primarily to me and not trying to control like I would have if the roles were reversed.