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Two small peeks into our morning for you. They are two moments that brought blessing and laughter to my mommy heart. Small victories.
Nate’s mid morning meal often seems to coincide with the start of school. This morning I was bouncing him on my hip while starting Layla’s math lesson so she could do her independent [...]

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I am learning a lot.
My mother has told me for years that she learned so much when she was homeschooling me and my brother. I always thought she meant academically (which consequently earned her some off the chart scores on a job interview test!) but I’m sure now she means about life and love, about [...]

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I think, I THINK… if I can set aside real alone time once a week, I may not only survive homeschooling, but love it.
It’s funny. I like to go out and I know I like to go out and I always feel better after a trip away from home, but I get in such a [...]

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Just like any other school day, the bus drove down our road at 7:10 this morning. But today I had my oldest in bed, my middle pawing through earrings, my youngest on my hip and me still in my pajamas rooting through the cabinet for the ground coffee.
I didn’t have to rush them to eat [...]

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Day 4: What is enough? Are they getting enough? Am I enough?
As I looked over the record book of 5 hours of school, I tried to figure it out. How do I know if they’ve had a full day of education? What is a good balance? How could I possibly do more, because in all [...]

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I try not to have expectations. And if I do, they typically lean towards the negative. I would rather be pleasantly surprised than disappointed thus shaping my outlook on life. Not saying this is right, just how I work.
But I never, ever expected to be closing myself in the bathroom for a sob at noon [...]

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I’m so thankful for this upcoming weekend. Each year at the beginning of July the Gus Macker Basketball tournament invades our teeny little town.  It takes up a huge chunk of downtown. People come from all over. The whole community gets involved with sponsoring these 3 on 3 bball games.
And yes, I know… I know [...]

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Sometime last week things began to click. I can tell the difference between his cries. I know when he’s rooting for a meal or when he’s just tired. I’ve learned that he’s not going to take a bottle unless I take a “fun” approach to it. I know that at the end of a day, [...]

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The first two weeks are such a blur… but these are the moments and feelings I don’t ever want to forget:
The moment of birth- Pure exhaustion. Pure curiosity. Pure amazement. All is brand new and crazy and as that screaming (yes, screaming) son is placed on my chest, all I can do is look and [...]

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I think the hardest part about waiting is letting go of the notion that this happening is dependent on my performance.
I haven’t walked enough or eaten the right foods to prepare my body.
I need to learn something first.
I must still have unfinished business on my to-do list that I didn’t realize.
As I was going through [...]

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