Yesterday I had the opportunity to talk with real! live! mothers!  Face to face, even!  We talked about our little ones’ acheivements, and our life as mothers in general.

And as I bragged on my babies’ devout desire to help me do dishes, and my dream to homeschool, I was taken off my guard by the looks on their faces.

They couldn’t believe that I would let my children help with the dishes.  The stress!  The broken dishes!  The mess!

And:  “I would *never* be able to homeschool my children.”

And I’ve been thinking a lot about that today, as I hang laundry with Olivia and as I gave Benjamin a hammer to play with in the garage.

I have made it my goal to be a purposeful mother; I want my mothering to be on purpose.  I want to teach them in everything I do.  I want them to know as much about the world, both outside and inside the home, as possible.

Having Olivia and Benjamin help me with dishes (at the same time!) is stressful.  Yes, a plate will break.  Yes, it takes three times as long.  But I am teaching my children.  And my mantra during these times is: “I am working myself out of a job.”  (Repeat. And again.)

I want my children to be able to work around the house.  I want them to enjoy working around the house.  If I doubt their abilities, if I am too afraid they will fail, and if I cannot handle the loss of control that entails, then their natural desires to learn and help will be stifled.  And they will resort to sitting in front of the television while I do all the work.

Not only am I losing my helpers that way, but they are losing their education.

Because I believe that, especially during these tender years, to homeschool preschool is to teach toddlers how a home is run (among other things.)  Including young children in day-to-day tasks teaches them routine, order, and responsibility.  It builds bonding as you are side-by-side so much of the day.

So I’m going to compile a list of reminders for when I am struck with fear, doubt, and OCD during these young and formidable years.  A list that will serve as an encouragement to me and remind me of my initial excitement and sense of purpose for those days when I’ve lost my will to mother.  Much like I contructed a list of benefits of nursing during those first seven! months! of pain I endured for Olivia.

A list that will be my deep breaths when the fear, doubt, and OCD start closing in.

1.  Do not expect perfection: my children are not perfect.  They will make mistakes.  No amount of forethought and precaution can make them perfect.  Relax and let the mistakes be learning experiences for all involved.

2.  Do not expect perfection: I am not perfect.  I will never be the perfect mother.  Especially when you combine this fact with Reminder #1.  God IS perfect.  And look how Adam and Eve turned out.  I will make mistakes, and I must model for my children humility in how I deal with those mistakes.

3.  And yet, despite my mistakes and imperfections, I believe that God has made me to be the teacher my children need most.  I know my children:  their interests, likes, dislikes, fears.  I can use that to be a better teacher to them than someone they only know a year at a time.

4.  Never stifle a learning opportunity.  Never refuse an offer to help.  Always shower appreciation upon the helper.  Praise the work done, whether or not it is how I would have done it.  Do not douse the joy of serving!  If I can keep that joy alive, my life will be made exponentially better – with time and practice!

5.  Let them experiment. It’s how they learn.  I let my little boy play with a hammer.  I show him how to hold it; demonstrate how to use it.  Then I pound a nail half-way through a two-by-four and let him have at it.  I let my little girl learn how to fold clothes.  Sure, it doesn’t look anything like how I fold clothes, but she’s trying!  And the joy she is getting from it is worth having to do it all over again (but not while she is watching!). There is a time to teach, and there is a time let them try it on their own.  During these times, I need to let them!

6.  It is okay to change they way I’ve been doing things all my life if it makes it easier for my child to help.  I’ve always folded washcloths in thirds.  This is difficult for a toddler to master.  Change is NOT LETHAL.

7.  Messes can be cleaned.  Broken dishes can be replaced (with plastic!).  Clothes can be ironed out.  But once the joy of learning and serving is snuffed out, it is hard to re-light!

I’m sure I will add to the list as I go.

What motivation do you have to give to a purposeful mother?