Hello, dear visitor! I am so glad that you’ve come to join me and to help me celebrate the “Grand Opening” of this, my cozy little corner of the Internet. I’ve been blogging for just a little while over in another space, but decided it was time to make a fresh start and realign my focus a bit.
Last January I was wrestling through some changes in our math curriculum. The original blog began with much more of an inward focus. I thought I’d just share it with family so they could help me to process decisions and changes. And I thought it was going to be all about math curriculum. But, for me, logistical changes never seem to be simple. Changes in the methods and routines inevitably lead to questions like “Why was I so stuck on doing it this way in the first place?” and “Where did I get the idea that I had to meet those standards?”
Apparently, the way I learn best is to start with a model or framework and make use of that until I’ve outgrown it, and then put it aside in favor of more independence and freedom. It was that way with figuring out how to manage the sleeping and nursing of babies. I needed a plan to feel comfortable and confident. But by the third baby, I found we were all a lot happier without one! My first three babies were pretty standard hospital births. But by the fourth, I surprised even myself and opted for a homebirth – something I am forever thankful I did, but not sure I could have done as a first-time mom!
And now homeschooling. I was a public school teacher. When I started homeschooling my own children, we began with a very familiar pattern. Textbooks. Sitting in chairs at tables. I needed that. It was my training wheels. But this year, the training wheels became more of burden than a help. The seventh pregnancy was a hormonal doozy. Baby Joseph arrived in February of 2015, but the gray fog didn’t lift. I choked back tears through my entire curriculum shopping trip at homeschool convention last June. And come August, I just did.not.want.to.start.
With four children officially “school aged” something had to give if mama was going to make it through the year. And give it did. This year ended up being a life-changing journey for all of us. Our homeschool culture is quite different than it was even six months ago! As I migrated posts from the old blog to this one, I published less than half of them. I’ve stowed away the posts that were more about me and my choices and kept the ones that were more about motherhood, siblings and struggling to make it through this crazy adventure!
I love that you are here. I love that we are here together. Please, don’t be a stranger! You might want to go ahead and add yourself to our e-mail list because, if I may say so, I’ve got some pretty fun events planned for this little party!