Tangential-but-related:
I wonder how many big families who a) homeschool and b) have kids at appropriate academic levels through high school also have c) parents who aren’t miserable all the time?
Seriously, I know I’m thinking into the future here, but…
Right now, I have one near-two-year-old and one on the way. A dear friend whose parenting/marriage style I generally respect and look up to has a first-grader, a three-year-old, and a newborn.
Now, for background, I was homeschooled. The way I was homeschooled was, from 3rd to 5th grade or so (I was in a private school for K and 1st, then skipped 2nd), for my mother to hand me a stack of books and lessons to complete–daily assignments, if you will. This worked moderately well from an academic perspective, mostly because I knew I’d get hit a lot if I didn’t get the work done. However, I was miserable at having no one-on-one attention, and would deliberately “play dumb” in order to get it, even though it was inevitably negative.
Once 6th or 7th grade hit, she didn’t bother getting me history or science textbooks, and told me to teach myself pre-algebra (a total disaster, my math skill being minimal) and Latin. Still no supervision, so I ended up never really taking pre-algebra, which meant that high school math was a combination of a nightmare (the couple of classes I did take) and nonexistent (see the Algebra II homeschool co-op class in which we never had to turn in homework and assigned ourselves a grade…snort).
In fairness to her, she had a house to run and two part-time work-from-home jobs, plus a toddler.
My friend seems to be doing an excellent job in homeschooling the first grader: she’s doing 3-4 hours of one-on-one time with him every morning and working on reading, math, spelling, writing, vocabulary, intro to science concepts, and the like. Since he’s not reading fluently yet, he can’t just be handed a stack of worksheets and told to do them. The baby can be tucked into a carrier and fed as needed, no problems there. However, it’s absolute misery for the three-year-old, who spends most mornings crying behind a gate because she has no one to play with or talk to: Daddy’s working, big brother is doing school, and Mommy has to teach big brother.
My friend has had to give up her hobbies–no time for them anymore–and can’t even talk on the phone or spend time with her friends because of this schedule: mornings are school, afternoons are interacting with the poor three-year-old and doing the nonstop housework that comes with a houseful of small kids. We’re best friends, and have talked on the phone perhaps once in the last five months. Weekends are spent racing around doing errands because there’s no time during the week, especially when wrangling three small kids in a store at once.
I don’t have a newborn (yet) or a first grader, but I do have a toddler. DH and I initially wanted a big family; he still does, and I…sort of…still do. However, I remember back to my childhood, and how miserable I was at never having any help with school (Mom had no time) or any one-on-one time with Mom (in my 18 years of living at home, I remember spending an afternoon alone with her doing something fun exactly once). My toddler, almost 2, screams and cries if she’s awake and no one is playing with her. I’m barely caught up on chores most of the time, and there are some that rarely get done for sheer logistical reasons: if a toddler can undo baby gates and can’t understand “stay downstairs,” how do you safely vacuum the upstairs unless she’s asleep in bed, in which case you’d wake her? And bear in mind that the whole time I’m doing chores when she’s awake, she’s screaming and crying. I’ve already had to give up my hobbies (singing, cooking, most crafting, gaming) in order to get the errands and house maintenance stuff that needs to be done taken care of while DH is home so he can watch DD while I fix the inevitable breakdowns you get in a 40-year-old house, run errands, or do chores you can’t do with a toddler. Oh, and I need to fit in an hour’s workout into most days, too, lest I further up my risk of diabetes. In the summer, that means an extra shower every day. I’m generally able to get together with a friend for a few hours every couple of weeks, but know that that won’t be possible anymore once homeschooling starts.
Now throw in a newborn and 1-2 kids who need 3-4 hours of instruction per day each (I refuse to neglect my kids’ schooling the way mine was), and how on earth is anyone supposed to do all that? Seriously, how?!
And that, ladies and gents, is one way to go from, “I’m hoping for at least 6 kids!” to “We might be able to manage a third once the oldest is 9 or 10.”