For the last six years of my life I have been a stay-at-home mom. I have not regretted one second of that time or our decision to spend that time with our kids. Not in the slightest. But now both of my babies go to school, and here in France the school day is quite long, so I have the day to myself. It’s been a little bit magical.
Now during these 6 years of living abroad, wait – no before that — I have always wanted to learn another language. I studied Spanish in college and was pretty decent, and then my husband (boyfriend at the time) signed a deal to play in France and I thought it might be a good idea to start learning French. Turns out it was. 🙂
But ever since we’ve moved, I haven’t the opportunity to actually do much. I have always had a kid in the house. Kids start school at 3 years old here and while we could have had our kids at home longer, we really wanted to have them learn another language. It’s working, because now my older son can speak and read in two languages! But when he went to school, we still had our other little guy at home. I’ve studied at home but haven’t been able to make the progress that I would like.
I also have had big dreams. I’m a total dreamer. Huge aspirations of conquering the world one idea at a time. The problem is that I can never do those ideas. I’ve blamed it on the moving countries thing, the kids thing, the unsettled thing, but I am realizing as of late that the bottom line was that I just didn’t have the guts to do it.
This year I knew it was now or never. I can do it without putting too much pressure on the rest of my family. My kids will barely know I attend school because they will be at theirs, and my husband is willing to pick up the slack. It seems like the stars were aligning!!
The school is in Nantes. It’s an hour away by car, 1 1/2 by train & tram. I am paying for the school myself so I don’t stress my husband out too much with extra things. I am still going to be blogging, which takes up some time, and juggling housework, kids, cooking, shopping, etc., not to mention French homework.
I have to get up at 4:30 to catch the train two days a week and have class every day. Two days a week I won’t be able to pick my kids up from school.
The school is entirely in French. The other students are from places like South Korea, Chile, Syria, and Ukraine. It’s challenging and tiring and exciting and invigorating. There’s a possibility I will fail. And that scares me.
But I’m doing it, guys, I’m doing it. And I’m kinda just proud of myself for just doing that.
And this is how I feel when I get on the train in the morning…
So, tell me, all you moms that do it all – any tips to juggle all these things and not go crazy? I’d appreciate hearing them!
If you have some extra time – I have some giveaways going on!