tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21122404277024050202024-02-20T10:20:50.089-08:00A Quiverfull Mom's Homeschooling JourneyPs 127:3 Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man: so are the children of the youth.Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed,but they shall speak with the enemies in the gateA homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.comBlogger163125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-5932455994779733182014-01-20T20:06:00.002-08:002014-01-20T20:07:25.846-08:00Bible Study this Morning GMG Intentionally Focused.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-58158363529832803922014-01-14T20:09:00.001-08:002014-01-14T20:09:45.149-08:00So excited to be leading the new GMG online bible study. I felt lead by God to lead this session. <br />
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A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-25809225417313129452013-12-31T14:56:00.000-08:002014-01-05T17:01:30.577-08:00Feeling unorganizedFeeling like you will never get organized or that your kids will never be able to do chores/ school work on their own.<br />
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I decided what about Home Making Binders. How cool would that be for each girl to have one. Also they had no excuse to not find them, they are binders, they could decorate them. I made some of the printable's some I got from <br />
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I used a 1' binder , insert tab dividers 5 to be exact, each one is labeled, Chore Chart, Reading Log, Daily Schedule, Prayers and Meal planning. <br />
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Each week, I feel their assignments, so they know exactly what school work needs to be done, they have their chore chart, reading log they enter each book, the pages read, the Author. They have their prayer sheet, where they write down a daily prayer, and their meal planning.<br />
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A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-28578794455322510942013-12-24T15:17:00.001-08:002013-12-24T15:17:53.603-08:00A Letter to our precious Angel due Dec 25th Its now been 6 months since we lost you and not a day goes by I dont wish I could have held you at least one time. To carry you in my stomach and feel each kick, to hear your heart beat and lay in bed to fall asleep like I did your sister's. To see you on that monitor and watch you to flips all around and be an acrobat. To find out if you were a girl or a boy, to feel that joy of pregnancy and loving excitement of delivery.<br />
We yearned for you so much, a year later exactly on the day we lost your other sibling is the day we found out we were expecting you. I was overjoyed but yet guarded because I feared Id loose you to. I went to the Dr quit a few times, getting blood work done and ultrasounds to make sure everything was going according to plan. The plan I had hoped for was to bring home a precious Gift from God on Christmas day. A hope of being able to hold my sweet Rainbow baby after such a terrible storm of loosing two of your siblings.<br />
A few short weeks, 9 to be exact would be a day that changed my life yet again. My hopes of bringing home a baby been dashed. My dream of a baby to whom we would name after your PawPaw who passed away or your Great Grandfather or even a Grandmother.<br />
May 17th will always be a day I will remember, the day I miscarried you, the day you went to be with God.<br />
I have learned so much from you, I have learned to not take what children we have here on earth for granted, to not take a pregnancy, delivery for granted. To always thank the Lord for giving me the oppurtunity of giving you life.<br />
I pray one day when I see you, you will know how much we wanted you, how much you were loved by all.<br />
I thank God for opening my womb for giving me the oppurtunity to become pregnant with you, thanking him always for the gift of Life, the gift of opening a women's womb<br />
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A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-37502517790182470502013-08-20T21:06:00.001-07:002013-08-20T21:06:35.273-07:00AtoZ memory verses by confessionsofahomeschooler<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1r9mW2JV42bIV9lXi5VW5wLqxJBxSY2byjk7ULdDQWmmjlsEyTk9FdfG_fgmGKxa5RLwZRccb55LxMLKmCQJoHF9f8U4WKvp4Hy0XYawquJ_fX6tRPsKINj26vjMPNgR7ffZFiMR7MK8/s1600/001.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1r9mW2JV42bIV9lXi5VW5wLqxJBxSY2byjk7ULdDQWmmjlsEyTk9FdfG_fgmGKxa5RLwZRccb55LxMLKmCQJoHF9f8U4WKvp4Hy0XYawquJ_fX6tRPsKINj26vjMPNgR7ffZFiMR7MK8/s320/001.BMP" width="247" /></a></div><br />
A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-24538345600419972222013-05-24T13:17:00.000-07:002013-05-25T20:13:56.580-07:00Our beautiful almost 3yr old learning to write her name and cut.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-30609907701799491662013-05-24T06:32:00.001-07:002013-05-25T20:16:20.094-07:00My 5th miscarriage, 3rd in a rowToday I decided since it is very hard for me to even talk or open my mouth to God I would start blogging. When we conceived this baby, my first initial thought was shock disbelief and fear, I knew what the outcome was going to be and I knew I did not want my heart hurt again. Why? Do you think I knew, well its been a very trying 2years with a lot of stuff going on and I knew in my heart it would not end up the way I would like it. <br />
I really have not been able to even talk to God, I cant get the words out, I am so hurt and torn by everything that has taken place, I know God is not to blame for it, he did allow it to happen for what purpose or reason I don't know. I have cried so much, I am so blessed to have 7 wonderful children here on earth, and now 5 in heaven. I wont be able to hold, kiss them, nurse them, change their diaper or anything, I wont be able to see them till I get to heaven, which may be awhile or soon, who knows.<br />
How do you possibly get through loosing a baby, even if its only 9 weeks or 29 weeks or even 32 weeks, a baby is a baby, and my babies all left me at 7weeks,4weeks,11weeks, 9 weeks and 9 weeks. My last 3 losses were in a row, it had been a year since we got pregnant last and I thought well, I am old and my eggs are no good. I started to be content with the children I had left to raise our 4 lovely girls, Alyson, Emily, Catey and Graci. It took me a year to finally be ok with never having anymore, in fact I remember saying, If I never have another child, I'm ok because I don't ever want to go through such pain, and here I sit in that same pain I was once was again, after saying if I never have another child again i'm ok as long as I never have to feel the pain again.<br />
Our daughters are soo heart broken, especially our 11 year old, she wont talk to me about it, we have suffered 5 losses and all while she was growing up. I remember the first loss we had, 7 years ago. She was in Pre-k and she ran down the hall saying "my mommy has a baby in her tummy". I thought Im not pregnant, well a few short weeks later I was. Then we lost it and her little heart cried, she was 4 years old, then we got pregnant right away and had Catey. What a blessing she has been. We had another loss after Catey a few years later, and it was a complete shock, we then got pregnant a few short months later and had GraciLynn. We have then went on to have 3 more in a row, and it has been extremely devastating to me.A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-59801043211890108272013-05-21T19:26:00.002-07:002013-05-23T21:31:47.299-07:00I have done 3 lessons with GMG, go look sign up awesome stuff.<a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.goodmorninggirls.org/2013/05/summer-enrollment-giveaway-30-copies/%22%3E%3C/a%3E%3Cblockquote%3E"><a href="http://www.goodmorninggirls.org/2013/05/summer-enrollment-giveaway-30-copies/"></a><blockquote>
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A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-23156538669943188892013-01-29T05:45:00.001-08:002013-01-29T05:45:42.828-08:00Best Of: A List Of Prayers For Your Future Husband<a href="http://www.liesyoungwomenbelieve.com/index.php?id=1948#.UQfSa5-TNsg.blogger">Best Of: A List Of Prayers For Your Future Husband</a>A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-59851580710792111822013-01-26T14:19:00.001-08:002013-01-26T14:19:33.636-08:00Sewing class at home <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5kfukOgL0jkGVSEPybVtHCU-eyGpXtsF3hiodH8WmFa17tBe7vVc27hDGE_TuGUwGjFYEwElq2T4GMZolmoz4Mk5CNNUjdkIfrNhhe7RQTGl2pl6VTjpePAM8A8T9G49OXWkFbYraiHI/s640/blogger-image-1723132782.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5kfukOgL0jkGVSEPybVtHCU-eyGpXtsF3hiodH8WmFa17tBe7vVc27hDGE_TuGUwGjFYEwElq2T4GMZolmoz4Mk5CNNUjdkIfrNhhe7RQTGl2pl6VTjpePAM8A8T9G49OXWkFbYraiHI/s640/blogger-image-1723132782.jpg" /></a></div>A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-89814275075333470702013-01-25T20:19:00.000-08:002013-01-25T20:19:02.961-08:00My Frugal LivingSo, about a month or so ago, we decided to start using homemade dishwasher soap. I bought a box of Borax,Washing soda and Citra Shine,combined each one, at 1 cup, and it works great.<br />
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A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-59927323828328458362013-01-23T08:37:00.001-08:002013-01-23T08:37:23.624-08:00Catey at the dentist <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-KzIxB0FfR1Vs_dSukin4I6fdyRy9vjondxfPEJbOkHeeQ7PLXLU4RpbaprmZ9LXQ6whyphenhyphenJ9ZmA5CPXz4Jji7B8akInOgH4ms7DWJaWszqsVIXzhUkvG19IrVNWo4KvMfv_hx3mzUaj9Q/s640/blogger-image--1706455592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-KzIxB0FfR1Vs_dSukin4I6fdyRy9vjondxfPEJbOkHeeQ7PLXLU4RpbaprmZ9LXQ6whyphenhyphenJ9ZmA5CPXz4Jji7B8akInOgH4ms7DWJaWszqsVIXzhUkvG19IrVNWo4KvMfv_hx3mzUaj9Q/s640/blogger-image--1706455592.jpg" /></a></div>A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-25558921329371803322013-01-18T09:10:00.001-08:002013-01-18T09:10:37.849-08:00Graci painting <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5604VykeqA54SmOIKCKg9OW6o42bEn_Hcg68tpkkzbdOpBhisFSnfdzxCxMitdxoHgJniZqLrhJLEHj6H_nktut8bpN5h95DcdNFUFBbR9Q12CQ3VO7bmqv8g9zJtJdmuu7rRy8XASbk/s640/blogger-image--1173285299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5604VykeqA54SmOIKCKg9OW6o42bEn_Hcg68tpkkzbdOpBhisFSnfdzxCxMitdxoHgJniZqLrhJLEHj6H_nktut8bpN5h95DcdNFUFBbR9Q12CQ3VO7bmqv8g9zJtJdmuu7rRy8XASbk/s640/blogger-image--1173285299.jpg" /></a></div>A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-43472005713906740322013-01-18T07:46:00.000-08:002013-01-18T07:48:00.282-08:00No pregnancy this monthWell it looks like no pregnancy this month, I decided I will loose a ton of weight in hopes that will help, I am still fertile and in excellent health, my OB Dr doesnt see why we cant be pregnant. We have lost 4 precious babies that were so much wanted,and our hearts hurt so much because of the those losses. So onto next month. My OB does think because of my c-section and the way it was cut that I could have scar tissue preventing from the babies actually growing past a certain gestation. The last two were at 9weeks/11weeks and she thinks its a possibility that they implanted on the scar and therefore not enough blood supply to keep going. So, will have an HSG, b/c we gave our womb over to God and we dont abstain or prevent or use birth control a pregnancy can happen.A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-15338133363613608362013-01-15T19:37:00.001-08:002013-01-18T07:48:19.783-08:00Happy Birthday to my sweet Daughter NicoleI cant believe 24yrs ago, I gave birth to my first baby,a girl. I love you sweetheart.A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-15018190131406544202013-01-13T07:26:00.001-08:002013-01-13T07:26:56.012-08:00Prayer requestAs we attempt to try and conceive we ask The Lord open my womb if its will. He commands to be fruitful and multiply and we are open to that. We give my womb over to God who is the creator if life and ask if it be his will we concieve.A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-67857136384327740212013-01-11T09:02:00.001-08:002013-01-11T09:02:34.330-08:00Mickey Mouse Pillow CaseThis is dress I made for a friends daughter.<br />
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Sunday morning was just terrible for me, weepy, and I mean just crying at the drop of a hat, sitting in church and could not help but just cry. I kept thinking of how much I miss my babies to how much I know God will carry me to he knows best and whatever his will is I need to stand on that. We feel very convicted in the verse that he commands us to be fruitful and multiply,and psalm 127 that says the fruit of the womb is HIS reward so we stand on those.<br />
I kept being weepy and during altar call I felt led to go get on my knees, I truly had not felt Gods presence lately through alot that has happened in the last yr and a half, alot of marital problems and then loosing babies,to loosing my father in law and my only living Grandmother who was the only link I had to my biological mother. I had started taking zoloft because I felt after my fourth loss, first back to back loss that I could not cope,so I asked my OB Dr if she would prescribe something. I decided a month or so ago to get off of it. I think it masked alot of what needed to come out.<br />
I knelt on my knees at that altar, not wanting at all to pour my heart out, I couldnt, I just couldnt. I couldnt trust God would be there,so I cried so hard, tears running down my face snot running down my nose, I kepy nodding No, Lord Im not gonna do it. Im not gonna do it, all of a sudden I wept like a baby to him, I said Lord I need to feel you with me,I need to know your there right beside me, I know he is according to the bible,but I just had not felt him, that morning I felt him, here I was a sinner in front of the Lord asking for him to comfort me,to hold me and tell its gonna be ok.<br />
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I have never felt so relieved and cleansed after that, I knew he was with me in my mind but my soul did not feel him,and I needed to feel that,i needed to feel his presence.A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-26980550512193286972013-01-04T18:51:00.000-08:002013-01-04T18:51:22.933-08:00The Lord has been really working on my heartWow is all I can say,the Lord has really been working on me, I can actually say that I am in such a better place. Be back later for update.A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-60124390547573402712012-12-26T20:46:00.001-08:002012-12-26T20:46:15.607-08:00Our beautiful Granddaughter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />A homeschool mother to manyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12750838164066793698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2112240427702405020.post-1500405038903850412012-12-25T20:05:00.001-08:002012-12-25T20:05:59.614-08:00Sharing my story of my beautiful babies in heavenThe past few days have been extremely hard, I thought it was going great till something ran across my ears and then bam, it hit me. The day before yesterday i was cleaning the girls closest and ran across hanging up were the cute shirts I had made the girls announcing the new arrival of their sibling, and again it hit me hard that i dont have them here with me, they are in heaven.<br />
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It began back in 2006, June to be exact. We fell pregnant May of 2006, on mother's day. Found out we were expecting not what we had expected needless to say we had just moved here to Texas, my husband just retired from the Navy. Well it would start by ending up in the Dr's office for blood work and the blood work not going well, then it would consist of u/s weekly, by the 7th week the Dr said we will see you back in a few weeks, we dont think things are going well. My husband worked 2hrs away one way, I had 2 little ones 3 older ones home. My oldest daughter went to my last Dr appt,the dr came in and said its a no go, baby was not developing. Go hime discuss options with hubby and go from there, Friday june 9th 2006 i had a D&C. We had decided that God knew what he was doing and was going to bless us with more,so next month we fell preggo again and Catey Louise was born March 31st 2007.<br />
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After a lengthy ordeal over a vasectomy, DH was convicted to have it reversed so in 2008 he got a reversal. July 2009, we got pregnant much to our surprise as we were told we could not concieve on our own b/c of antisperm antibodies. A few days after finding out we were pregnant, went for blood work and found out we had what they call a chemical pregnancy. A few months later we would get pregnant again and Gracilynn June was born 7/23/2010. We enjoyed everything about her and wanted more. When I got my first PPAF,we started trying, got pregnant almost immediately on our second month trying, i was shocked so excited.We then would also learn our oldest daughter was expecting as well, a few short days ahead of me. Things were going so well, had my first OB appt, for screening, but had a different feeling too, asked for an u/s. I was told at 11weeks our baby died at 9 weeks. I was so devastated beyond anything, I had wanted that baby so bad,my heart was just broken to bits. OB Dr said by the end of the week you should naturally miscarry if not Id have to have a D&C, I did not want that,so i went home and waited. A few short days later i would get the news my only living Grandmother left the link between me and my bio mom would pass, two days later i would loose our precious baby. I cant explain how hurt and broken hearted i was, I was so distraught over it. Our baby was due May 4th 2012.<br />
A few short months I would fall pregnant again, again I was excited but very gaurded,did not get my hopes up, did not get attached. Everything going well, OB Dr said things looked good,had some light bleeding found out I had a hematoma,ok I have dealt with those not a big deal. That was a Monday. sunday I woke up, had more spotting except this time it was quite a bit more,told hubby I needed to stay home from church, he could take the girls. I proceeded to help my 5yr old get dressed, as I sat on her bed I felt something pull away from inside me, more of something detaching. I told hubby I just felt something, I walked to the bathroom and that is where I lost our baby, I picked him/her our of the toilet wiped the baby off and could clearly see the sac and the baby with little black dots for eyes,i cried so hard. I will never,ever forget the day i held my sweet baby.<br />
Today this afternoon,I was putting my 2 yr old to bed, I kneeled by her bed to stroke her little cheek and i started praying, pouring my heart out to God, telling him to them all mommy loves them so much.<br />
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