When I was in Lincoln last month, I asked my mother about homeschooling. Specifically, I asked her what advice she would have given twenty-seven-year-old her as she embarked on her homeschool journey.
She had a hard time coming up with an answer because, she told me, “There are things I wish I could have done, but they just weren’t possible.”
She wishes she could have taken more field trips with us. But she had seven children in ten years – and taking those field trips just wasn’t possible.
She wishes she could have provided more opportunities for certain of my siblings to follow their interests more. But those things just weren’t possible in the circumstances she and we were in.
So she did what she could.
Even though that statement wasn’t advice, per se, I found in it a useful principle.
It’s valuable to separate the “I wish I could have” from the “I wish I had”.
Maybe I wish I could do x, y, or z but time, money, or energy makes it impossible.
I wish I could have taken my older littles to baby storytime at the library – but they were NICU babies and needed to avoid other kids.
That’s a clear cut one. Others aren’t so obvious, but they’re there anyway.
I wish I could do more outings with the children period – but I’m a homebody and I get really crabby at my children if I’m running all day. In this season of intensive mothering, limiting our time outside the house to two days during the week keeps me sane and enables me to manage myself and treat my children with compassion (most of the time).
Sometimes, I need to let go of the things I wish I could have done. I need to let go of the dreams I had of being this or that sort of mother.
I need to do what I can, not be forever regretting what I can’t (or being a terrible mother in the now because I’m doing something I really shouldn’t).
Side note: Lest you get the wrong impression, 27 is what my mother would have been (give or take) when she was in my situation child-wise. I got started quite a bit later and am definitely *not* in my 20s any more :-)