the new site is up!

Jul 26, 2012 by

I survived the descent and have been working on my computer ever since, creating the new iFamily website. Check it out, I think it is coming along smashingly. It never ceases to amaze me how much time it takes to get the website ready for each semester. I think iFamily should throw wads of cash my way, but of course, that isn’t how we operate in our little Mom School organization – we volunteer our time to create this magical learning environment for our families.

This fall I am teaching Hullabaloo, an outdoor game class where we will learn and play all the old games our grandparents played when they were young along with some new games from our day and age. What were your favorite games growing up? Please send them my way. I am making my list of finalists!

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quick update

Apr 5, 2012 by

I have a labral tear.

I need surgery.

Expensive surgery.

I am trying to hold on to faith and not slide over to fear…but some moments the fear takes over.

Tomorrow is Passover.

Yippee-Skippee!

Passover is my very favorite holiday of the whole year. I cannot even tell you how much I treasure this celebration of God’s love and mercy for his children.

We have invited my Worldviews students and their parents to share our Seder with us.

This is a lot of work.

I think Keziah has been working all day long washing the special dishes, setting the table, making sure everything is just right.

I haven’t figured out how to lay down at the table yet. The table is about 14 inches off the floor and everyone else will be sitting on the floor. Unfortunately, I can’t sit. At all. Any ideas?

In spite of this ridiculous injury, I have decided to do a nationwide Home School Read-A-Thon. It is a lot of work. It is going to make a difference in the world and right now I feel like I am being served and served and served. This is an opportunity for me to help give back some goodness and bless others. If you would like to participate, just leave a comment and I will send the forms. It is open to everyone…not just homeschoolers, but I created it for home schooled students to be able to do something super cool, read a lot, earn books for themselves, and earn books for an organization in their area that needs books. Our local area is donating books to a homeless shelter. So excited about it!

Fisher and Annes are fascinated by the human body right now. They keep finding books about it and having me show them every.single.part.of.the.body. They love figuring out how their poop gets out of their body and where I am injured. Cracks me up to see how interested they are in anat and phys!

Brain spill done. You may now go back to your regularly scheduled lives.

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777

Apr 2, 2012 by

Posts that is. Yippee-skippee!

When I noticed a string of sevens turn up on my blog dashboard last night, I wanted to do a happy dance. See, I love the number seven. It is the most holy number…ever. It means covenant, perfect, complete, promise. To me it symbolizes God’s majesty, goodness, and perfect plan for His children.

And now I have written 777 posts in the past three years of blogging here at my little home on the web.

Seeing all those sevens brings joy to my soul.

Fun facts about me and the number seven:

I was born on the 7th

At 7:00

After seven minutes of pushing

I weighed 7 lbs.

My first child was born on the 7th.

And weighed 7 lbs.

My second child’s middle name is the number seven in Hebrew.

What is your favorite number and why?

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the good news and the bad news

Jan 30, 2012 by

Today has been a day of doctor’s appointments. All day long.

Two hours this morning at the chiropractor and another hour this afternoon at they eye doctor.

And a house-full of company is coming tonight. I need another week to get ready for them, but another week I don’t have, so they will get us as we are and not spiffed up or spankin’ clean.

The bad news is Blythe is struggling with the same weird hormonal issues I am struggling with and she has a tipped uterus. The good news is maybe we can turn it around for her and she can stop the estrogen-dominance before it gets completely out of hand like mine is. So, the pain and moodiness and excruciating cramps aren’t all in her head and there is really something wrong with her. Good to know, but I wish I had paid attention sooner.

The other bad news is my ligaments are really struggling. Those of you who are long-time friends know what a huge issue keeping my joints in place used to be. I have been pretty well for a few years, but now the pain is back and getting worse each day. Some weeks at gym my femur head dislocates and someone has to put it back in place. Other weeks my shoulder or elbows just won’t stay put. Right now my shoulders hurt so bad that I have to lay flat on my back to sleep; if I am on my side they pop out of place. I don’t know if this is related to the hormone issues or what, but my doctor seems to think so. He worked on my shoulders, pelvis, and jaw today and now I am really sore. So sore it hurts to lift my arms up to type. I hope this settles down as the muscles reposition after the adjustment.

The other bad news is Keziah’s eye complaints weren’t a case of “I really want a pair of glasses so I am going to tell you my eyes hurt until you get me some” like I half-way suspected, but instead she is indeed far-sighted and needs glasses so the muscles in her eyes can relax. The good news is we live in America where glasses are readily available and she can find some funky frames to suit her personality.

Blythe’s play is this week…all week long. It is going to be fun and exhausting and fun and busy and fun and I might need to sleep all next week. It is a whole bucketful of work for a whole lot of people, but it is also incredibly rewarding to see these youth grow as actors and performers and I hope we have huge crowds come out to see them (shameless plug…if you are local, please COME!).

In a few minutes a friend is coming over for me to teach her how to use a baby carrier and then I need to work some magic with my sourdough start. I didn’t make bread last week when the gnomes were here so I have gobs of start that needs dealt with. I think I will let it grow for a day and then make loaves and loaves AND loaves of bread (I should end up with 16-20 loaves!) tomorrow to sell at the concession stand at the play. Lil’ bit crazy if I do say so myself.

I am also going to have eleven extra children and four extra adults at my house…busy, busy, busy. The good news is (not that the previous sentence is bad news, just a lot of people news) my Tami is coming!!!! She is coming to see me before she leaves for Australia and we get to laugh and work and play and have a blast together before she moves to the other side of the world. The other good news is my sister (anybody need a haircut?) and my friend, Boo, are coming as well and then at the end of the week my mama is coming as well. Party time at my house!

Suffice it to say, you might not hear much from me this week…

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sleep, real sleep

Jan 24, 2012 by

Last night I slept. Actually slept. I didn’t toss and turn and have my shoulder come out of its socket or have my pelvis ache or position pillows all around me to keep my spine in some semblance of alignment. I just slept.

Miraculous!

How did this change come about?

Well, I don’t really know.

What I do know is when I got home late Friday night I found a mattress and box springs in the front of my house. At the time I was completely baffled. They were quite wet and I couldn’t figure out why they were there.

After thinking about it for awhile I figured out that someone must have read my blog on Thursday where I said I was grateful for my bed…that even though it was uncomfortable, I was grateful for a warm, safe place to sleep. And that same someone must have decided to be hero of the year and give us their mattress and box springs. I don’t know if that is really what happened or if whoever is involved in this bed miracle even reads my blog. Who knows? Maybe God just prompted someone to do this? I don’t know. All I know is someone out there is wonderful beyond words and has changed my whole life. When Richard and I woke up this morning, I said, “Wow, I actually slept! I didn’t toss and turn” and he said, “I know, amazing isn’t it! I slept as well and feel more rested than I have in years.”

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!

We will pass on your good karma!

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the gnomes are back

Jan 23, 2012 by

But this time they feel like larger circus gnomes doing forward rolls through my lower intestinal tract. I spent the whole day in bed yesterday which would have been lovely if I hadn’t been so miserable.

On the good side of life, I read a lot of interesting things, got a little bit of sleep, and lost enough bodily fluids to lose a few pounds. On the bad side of life, my back feels permanently contorted by my mattress that sags in the middle. On the really, really super-duper good side of life, some amazing Bed Angel brought over a mattress on Friday while we were gone to gym!!! If we can get it onto our bed before tonight, maybe my back will be able to un-contort and start resembling a normal spine again.

p.s. If you are the Amazing Bed Angel, THANK YOU!!!! I laid on your wonderful present this morning for a few minutes and it is a million times better than our concave-in-the-middle mattress that turns me into the letter “u” in a matter of minutes.

p.p.s. There are really no words that can say thank you enough for the bed. I wish I knew who you were, I would do something delightful for you. Since I don’t know, I will try to spread your goodness to everyone I meet.

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randomness

Jan 16, 2012 by

My head is full of a million little thoughts. Full. To the brim. I want to write or talk or cry or laugh or DO SOMETHING to get them out of my head and into my heart, but I can’t even form a coherent thought about any of them, so my writing about them isn’t going to make a lick of sense today. Prepare yourself for random thoughts with Tracy.

I just found out one of my friends is at the hospital to see whether she is miscarrying. Oh, the pain in my heart. I learned something about myself this morning. I would rather miscarry than have this friend lose hers. I can hardly even focus on the tasks of the day because I am so worried about her and hurting for this baby that might not come.

I am making collaborative class books for my Zing! class and, of course, I want them to be cute, so I am covering composition notebooks up with paper…and now fabric as well. Crafts and I do not get along and so this is proving far more difficult than it needs to be. Yes, I have watched several YouTube movies on how to cover books. Yes, I have read umpteen tutorials all with different ideas and suggestions on how THIS idea is THE way to make this process be the fastest AND easiest AND cutest way out there. It doesn’t matter. I still can’t do it. My dining room looks like a bomb has gone off; I have piles of fabric, paper, Cricut stuff, spray adhesive, glue sticks, ribbon, paper cutter, scraps, markers, paint, and who knows what else all ready for me to do something cute with them, but instead I just keep ruining my composition books. Good thing they were only 8 cents.

My word-epiphany-bookmarks I am making for Zing! aren’t going that well either. Hopefully the copy shop will be able to solve all my problems on that front today.

On the good side, Fisher and I had a great learning session this morning. He cheerfully worked on his sounds and writing and math and narration with me, we read our new FIAR book and he giggled all the way through it, and I remembered for the gazillionth time how much I love teaching my children at home.

My heart is also breaking for another friend. Breaking right in half. I wish I could fill her up with truth and love and acceptance and peace. But I can’t. I can only pray that she will turn to her Savior and allow Him to fill her.

I am mildly addicted to Pinterest.

Keziah and I are starting a new read today: George Washington’s World. She is taking a Heroes of the Revolution class at iFamily this semester and we thought this would be a fun read-aloud for us for the next little while. We start this afternoon…as soon as we get our book back from Miss Liz.

I am craving jicama and peppers.

We listened to MLK’s “I Have A Dream” speech this morning and I tried to paint a picture for them of what life is like in a segregated world. I don’t think they can really picture it.

I think I need a nap. No, I know I need one.

Sadie has gas. Bad gas.

My dad’s birthday was on Friday. I still haven’t called him. I need to remember to do that when Blythe gets home from play practice.

I am loving Momastery. Just click on over and read about Glennon and her path to motherhood. Her words connect with me. I laugh so hard at her life and then I find myself crying. All in the space of thirty seconds.

I am also craving ice cream. I think I am always craving ice cream.

I started reading one of my favorite parenting books again. Liberated Parents, Liberated Children is full of effective strategies to help children solve their problems, learn emotionally health ways of interacting, and help parents stay sane AND calm. I love it. I want to teach a class on it and spread the goodness ’round the world.

I need to work on my blasted composition books. Is there anyway I can succeed at this? Probably not, but as I told my mom yesterday when she lovingly tried to explain to me that this project was not worth my time, “Maybe not, but I am goin’ to die trying.” And just so you know, I really might. The fumes from the spray adhesive are hurting my head and my fingers have been completely glued together more than once in the past 48 hours. Yes, I am that crazy.

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a little bit of a whirlwind

Dec 15, 2011 by

I have been a bit busy the past few days and I just want to crawl in bed.

And sleep.

For. a. long. time.

Friday was gymnastics and a youth colloquium on To Destroy You Is No Loss.

Saturday was my 4 hour Adult Worldviews class.

Saturday was also Bella Cantanti’s (Blythe’s vocal group) Christmas recital.

Sunday was church, choir practice for Blythe, and a community-wide choir performance and Messiah sing-in.

Monday was our fun night at the Lamoreaux’s (returned to our home around 11 p.m.).

Tuesday was The Christmas Carol at a local community theatre (returned home around 10 p.m.).

Wednesday was an early morning performance of The Nutcracker, a day full of errands, and then a night performance of The Nutcracker (left at 8:30 a.m. and returned home around 11 p.m.).

Today I was the driver for play practice, ended up staying late to pick up as well, accidently missed Activity Days (Keziah’s rehearsal for a Christmas day performance on handbells), and Blythe had karate tonight. It is now 9 p.m. and I am exhausted physically and emotionally.

Each of these days has also been filled with important conversations with clients, friends, and family, which is good, really, really good, but I am tired and I have no idea how I will actually teach six gymnastics classes tomorrow.

Buck up Tracy! You can do it! (what I am going to keep telling myself until I can fall into bed tomorrow night).

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the gnomes are still here

Dec 1, 2011 by

But I’m no longer on death’s door. I wish the abdominal cramping would go away.

Maybe I will try some charcoal?

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