Last year was one of the hardest years. For so many reasons, it was an absolute nightmare of a school year.
2 out of 3 kids were unhappy, struggling to pass, and overwhelmed.
2 out of 3 kids loved their teachers.
1 out of 3 kids was happy and passing.
I mulled over the possibility of moving my kiddos to a new school. I’m not a hasty decision maker so the analytics that took place in my brain were grueling.
I agonized over it. I dreaded it.
Am I doing the right thing for them?
Will they hate me because I took them away from what they know and sent them into the unknown?
What if this is the worst thing I can do for them?
What if this is the best thing I can do for them?
Luckily, my husband is the leaping kind and he knows I get anxious so he was positive and scooted me along to a final decision. He hit with truth bombs left and right to make me feel like this was the right decision. Everything he said was right and I knew it. (I’ll never tell him that though.) I had a list of reasons to move them and only one reason to stay where we were and that reason was simply that it was the only school they had ever known. But that just wasn’t enough anymore.
I didn’t want them afraid of imperfection or mentally exhausted.
I definitely didn’t want them to hate school with the fire of a thousand suns. And it killed me when my son would get out of my car saying, “Back to hell.”
I wanted my kids to be happy and loved and given the chance to grow.
I wanted them look forward to seeing their friends and enjoy learning. I wanted them to come home each day and tell me that it was a good day. I wanted them to look back on their memories of elementary and middle school and want to give their children the same experiences.
We’ve been in our new school for nearly nine weeks now and my oldest child asks why we couldn’t have moved sooner. I know that, as moms, we worry about everything we choose for our kids. We try to make the very best decisions and consider all of the options. I did all of that when I selected our first school. I just didn’t consider that my children would change, the school would change, and our needs would change. It’s all part of the growth process. It’s all part of the journey. We can’t be afraid to take a leap of faith and search for something better. Children spend so much of their lives at school; they don’t deserve to be miserable every second of it.