I had to say "no" today. Have you practiced saying "no" lately? When the children are little, we are constantly teaching them to say "yes", but I've learned that the older you get, the more you have to practice saying "no", because in today's world, everybody is in need of something or wants something from you.
Even before I ever met my husband, I knew I'd want to be a stay-at-home mom. It was probably largely due to the example of my own mother, who was always home for us. I just didn't see the logic in having children, only to send them off to be cared for by someone else. This is another reason why I homeschool. Why send my children away during the best hours of their day?
I know not everybody has the luxury of staying home with their children, as I do. I really am so thankful that even though I may gripe about my husband's (military) job every now and then, I am so fortunate to not have to work outside the home. Of course, no matter what my husband's job situation, I would gladly give up my cell phone, my netflix, heck, I'd even give up the internet and blogging, if it meant I could stay home with my children, instead of going off to work.
I have always been a "homebody". I enjoy the day to day activites of a stay-at-home mother. I like cooking, folding laundry, and keeping my house clean and tidy. I like not having to drive my car more than a couple times a week. It's too bad our cities are built with the homes in one section and the groceries in another section. When I was young in Switzerland, I loved being able to walk with my brothers to the little dairy shop, where we picked up four liters (a tiny bit more than a gallon) of milk, which we then hauled home. I loved being able to drive our bikes to church on Sunday, even though it took us a good twenty minutes, at least. What I liked most of all, was crossing the street and heading into the woods to explore with my brothers.

My children are not so lucky. They are confined to the fenced in back yard. I don't even know where there is a forest around here, but I do need to find one we can visit. There are some tiny little woods behind our house, but we don't explore them because we are told there are rattlesnakes in them. We make the best of it though. We walk to the park, study the big tree in our back yard, and the boys dig in the dirt. We probably lead a slower paced life than most people in our same situation.
Our days, now that Isaiah is homeschooling, are so nice a calm. We wake up (never at the sound of an alarm), eat breakfast (like homemade peach oatmeal today), and then we get dressed and ready for the day. Isaiah does a few workbook activities and Luke almost always draws (scribbles) something. He is learning his colors now. A couple weeks ago he thought green and blue were the same or kept mixing them up. Now he knows blue, green, pink, and black. I didn't even really teach him, he just learned this from everyday conversation and picking out colored pencils (although I'm pretty sure I've heard Isaiah correcting Luke on his colors more than a time or two). After the school work is done, we go outside and play. Then there's lunch, naps, and more outdoor play. Occasionally we have an errand.
This simple routine, which seems to fit our family perfectly, is why I had to say "no". It is what got me thinking and writing today. I was asked to volunteer. Not me, specifically, but I went to a meeting, where a speaker came and told us of the place where she works and how she needs volunteers. Of course, I really wanted to help. I even signed up, saying I would love to help, I just didn't know when yet. So that is why I came home and started thinking about our family schedule, my vocation, and whether volunteering is something that fits into our family's life right now.
I decided it doesn't. Right now, in this season in my life, I feel that I am called to be home for my children. It seems quite counter-cultural, because there are so many activities available (at least, here, on this military base) that encourage the mother to take time for herself, while she leaves the children in the, often free, child-care. I would definitely use this more if my husband were deployed. But since he is home, I can make it a priority to take every other Saturday morning for myself, while the boys get some quality time with their daddy. I'd probably need more of a break if I wasn't so lucky to see my husband almost every day for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Living close to my husband's work was a priority for us, for exactly this reason.
I can get free child-care if I volunteer. As much as I'd like to help people out, my family comes first. My children are only little for a while. I can't even believe my firstborn will be five years old by the end of this year. I've heard more than a few mothers exclaim at the end of the summer: "Thank goodness!! Back to school!!" I, for one, actually like spending time with my children, and I'm pretty sure they like spending time with me too. I can tell by the way they shout "MOOOMMY!!!" after I've been out on an errand, and by the way they squeeze my neck and give me kisses, and in the tone of their voice when they beg me to read another story. I wouldn't trade these moments for anything, and I can't get enough of them, because one day, they will be all grown up, going off to college, getting married, or traveling the world.
For now, I have no problem saying "no" to others, while saying "yes" to my children.