What I’ve Learned About Myself in Homeschooling Special Needs Kids

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What I've Learned About Myself in Homeschooling Special Needs Kids

1. I have more patience than I thought I did. 

Although I used to have quite a lot of patience, I didn’t think it would translate well into teaching my kids. I’ve been surprised to discover that when it comes to teaching them the concepts that they are struggling with, I have a lot more patience than I would have thought I did.

2. I have less patience than I thought I did.

The ironic thing is that in being with my kids so much because of the homeschooling, I have also discovered that when it comes to things such as behaviour and sibling rivalry, I have much less patience than I thought I did! My patience has a limit and this means that at times, I need to take breaks like getting out to have tea with a friend or taking a bath to refill my patience bucket.

3. Sometimes it’s the little things that make the big difference.

I used to think that it was the grand gestures and bells and whistles that made things great. With my special needs kids though, it’s really been the small things that have been the big things.

With 4 of my kids having Sensory Processing Disorder in addition to their other special needs, taking five or ten minutes a week to make a sensory bin has done more than taking hours to plan out learning strategies ever would. Starting our homeschool morning with just a five minute time of prayer and devotion changes the whole day. Throwing the housework or schoolwork aside to rock or snuggle one of the kids or to look them in the eye and really hear what they are saying is what will define the outcomes of their learning more than any book work ever could.

4. Attitude is everything.

By that, I mean that my attitude is everything. As the mom and teacher, I really do set the tone for the whole house. If I am cheerful and speak in a soft, kind voice, the kids will for the most part, mimic that in their interactions with each other. If I am frustrated and angry, the whole house erupts. In our homeschooling, if I approach problems as if they will easily be solved, the kids will try for longer, be less inclined to give up or get frustrated, and seem to get more joy out of learning. Even with this nugget of truth, my attitude is far too often not where it should be. I still have much to learn!

5. It’s not about me.

You would think that I would have learned this about myself just in being a mom, but with our two oldest kids (who are neurotypical), I did not have to change much of what came naturally for me. In homeschooling them, I could go with what was easiest and most natural for me and still have them succeed.

Now in homeschooling our younger five, four of whom have special needs, there is no doubt in my mind that it is not about me. What works for me does not make a lick of difference if it doesn’t work for them. The fact that I am a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants, disorganized, unstructured unschooler at heart doesn’t matter because that is not what works for them. They need scheduling and planning and at least some structure. Without it, they cannot function well or succeed, so I go against what I want and do instead what they need.

6. I need to relax.

It doesn’t do me any good to worry about tomorrow or worry about the day when I will have five teenagers in the house all at the same time! I need to relax and enjoy today. I need to find joy in the little moments, the everyday banter, the discovery of frogs in the backyard, the excitement over a lost tooth. I need to find joy in the here and now instead of robbing today from my kids while I worry about tomorrow.

discovering frogs

7. Celebrating the small steps is what makes the journey.

When parenting or homeschooling kids with special needs, the progress can be slow, discouragingly so. If I wait to celebrate the big achievements, I will be waiting a long time. Our oldest daughter was 11 by the time she was able to read for the first time and that was accomplished through a ton of work on my part, her part and with the help of tutors and programs galore. Had I waited until she was reading to take notice of her efforts, she would have missed out and I would have as well. By acknowledging the steps along the way and even in acknowledging her efforts along the way, she and I were both able to stay positive and be encouraged.

With special needs kids, the celebrations may not come in big milestones like they do with other kids. It may be in the making eye contact with a playmate, learning the sound of one letter, expressing their feelings appropriately, or going on an outing without a tantrum that the celebration can begin.

8. My best is good enough…and so is theirs.

This is one I am still working on learning. Most days, I still question if my best is good enough. Their best is all I can ask of my kids and therefore, my best is all I can give. I’m trying to come to terms with that.

9. It’s important to balance adjusting my expectations with being careful not to limit potential.

I learned pretty quickly that I needed to adjust my expectations of my kids based on their abilities, limitations, differences, talents, skills, quirks, and personalities. God made each of them unique and my job is not to turn them into little robots or clones of each other. My job isn’t to compare them to each other or place unrealistic expectations and pressure on them. My job is to facilitate their learning and development and help them to reach their fullest possible potential, whatever that potential may be.

10. My kids teach me infinitely more than I could ever teach them!

I could never in my lifetime hope to teach my kids as much as they have taught me. I have learned more from my kids, especially my kids who face challenges than I ever thought possible. They teach me every day the power of determination, motivation, optimism, and a positive attitude. My kids model the type of unrestrained faith and passion for Jesus that I hope to someday achieve. Despite many obstacles, they never give up…they are simply amazing! I want to be just like them when I grow up!

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When Things Don’t Go As We Plan…

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When Things Don't Go As We Plan...

A few weeks ago on Sunday morning, our bathroom ceiling started drip-drip-dripping, very slowly at first and then more like rain.

The Husband and Einstein crawled into the attic to try to find the source of the leak and then The Husband had to take down the ceiling and take out the light and some of the insulation. The source was determined to be a leaking skylight.

(this picture was taken early in the process…much more of the ceiling came down eventually)

 

 

 

 

We had planned to go as a family to a potluck gathering at our church and then to the birthday party of a very special one year old boy. Instead, The Husband worked hard to stem the flow of the water, including having to shovel snow off the roof and I took five of the kids to the birthday party by myself. Not what we had planned. Not what we wanted.

Just one week later, our basement flooded. One of the kids had left the outdoor tap on and it created an ice dam. Insurance refuses to cover the damages because the water came from outside. The carpet had to be pulled up, the underlay thrown out. Not what we had planned. Not what we wanted.

That Wednesday before the crack of dawn, I arrived at the airport to board a flight to Orlando. There was only one ticket agent working and the family of four in front of me had missed their flight. By the time the agent took over 20 minutes to sort that out, it was 46 minutes before my flight was to leave, less than the one hour the airline requires and I was not allowed to board my flight. Instead of being on a plane to Orlando, I was back in my van doing the ugly cry. When I did finally board another flight, I had been awake and wearing the same clothes for nearly 24 hours with still had a long way to go. Not what I had planned. Not what I wanted.

And life is like that. Life rarely turns out as we plan or even as we want and yet, I believe there is a purpose and a plan even when we cannot see it.

It is always easier once we can see what that plan or purpose may have been.

After missing my flight, I sat in a coffee shop with my laptop and wrote. A few hours later,  a friend (fellow writer and adoptive mom) sat down at the table next to mine. She and I were able to have a long visit just the two of us without kids distracting us. What were the odds of the two of us being in that coffee shop at that same time?

Later, I went to my favourite Thai restaurant with my close friend Holly and then went to her house for a visit and spent more time writing on my laptop while there. It was a relaxing day and was just what I needed but not at all what I had planned.

As for the leaky skylight and flooded basement, I’m not sure what the purpose or plan in that is, but I know that God’s plans are always better than my own. We may not be able to see His purpose in the small things and sometimes, not even in the big things, but I have seen enough in my short lifetime to know that what we want and what we need are different things. God gives us what we need even if it’s not what we planned.

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