You remember how I started "tot school" super early and had delusions that I could successfully teach both of my children at the same time.
You remember my hatred for formal schooling and my vehement refusal to send my child off somewhere.
My older son has completed a full week of private school. AND HE LOVES IT.
In all seriousness, I still struggle with the decision.
I know it's what's best for him and me. We cannot spend that much time together. We drive each other crazy. I had checked out as far as parenting was concerned...let's not even talk about schooling. And after spending the entire day with me, I was the last person he wanted to listen to AT ALL...let alone learn from.
I get so much more done during the day when the two boys are apart. There's no way I could have packed as much as I have with both of them together (as evidenced by this weekend)
I know recognizing what was best for him and choosing that is the opposite of failing...but I still feel like I failed somehow.
So, for now, we're choosing school for him and probably for both as of next year. It's been good for all of us because I no longer look like this at 8am...