Scenes from a homeschool

 
The day after the Super Bowl I decided to take my camera around the house to record a little of what it looks like during a “typical” day.
Except the first photos isn’t typical… that is just what it looks like when Daddy let’s you stay up until midnight!!
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Shorts in February?  Oh yes, that is typical…
A Pepsi before 10 AM.  Um, YES!
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Cushions off the couch to make thrones, beds, horses, or castles?  Very typical!
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Chairs blocking your sisters from the place where you are working.  A little less typical, but not unheard of.
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Wearing a hat to do your work.  Exceedingly normal.
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2-year-old antics.  Most definitely!
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38 weeks!

95% of the way to our new baby I just have to stop and say, “WOW!”
This pregnancy has been a real ride.  I am exceedingly grateful that we made it past the 34 week mark, through the 36 week mark, and now can consider ourselves, “Fully cooked!”
I love that when the surprised doctors, nurses, and technicians comment on how amazing it is that we did NOT end up with the preemie we were anticipating I can share about the people who have been faithfully lifting us up in prayer these last few months.  I’m honored at to be the recipient of the healing the LORD has offered us.
That’s not to say I’m in any hurry to sign up for this kind of ride again…
When it comes to medical intervention, I’ve always been a less-is-more type person.  This pregnancy  has found me utilizing the health care system with ravenous consumption.  There was a week in late November (way BEFORE bedrest) that I saw four providers for four different issues.  Within.A.Week.
If you are the least bit squeamish or repulsed by medical ailments please tune in another time… at this point I am recording my pregnancy-related medical concerns for posterity.
  • Acupuncture – let’s not forget how this wonderful pregnancy was even achieved!  After back-to-back miscarriages in 2011/2012 I sought the assistance of Traditional Chinese Medicine at CNY Rochester.  I was overwhelmingly pleased with the care I received there and would highly recommend the acupuncture and TCM to anyone.  I saw Heather through about the first 10 weeks of the pregnancy, but then stopped going because it was so hard to fit it in with our summer activities.
  • Perinatologist – I began seeing the perinatologist in July because of the previous two miscarriages.  I will never, ever, ever forget, as long as I live, the JOY I felt seeing TWO beautiful heartbeats on the monitor on July 2, 2012.  While most of the day was spent celebrating Nigel’s 10th birthday I will never forget the feeling of “specialness” I had that day as I just reveled in God’s generosity. 
    Of course – we continued with frequent, FREQUENT, visits to our wonderful perinatologist throughout the pregnancy.  Not all the of the visit were joy-producing.  Frankly, the overwhelming majority of them were concerning or heartbreaking.  But, I am so glad God saw fit to have my path cross with that particular office. 
  • OB/GYN – yeah – most pregnancies require one of these, or a midwife.  I have a really great one.  And I saw him regularly.
  • Chiropractor – okay – this is a little less obvious.  November 2011 I damaged my tailbone.  Remember this post?  Then in February 2012 I fell down the stairs.  While it started to heal in the summer of 2012, it got decidedly worse in the fall.  The pregnancy hormone, relaxin, kept my tailbone sort of mushy and regular bi-weekly visits to the chiropractor kept me somewhat sane.  I only wish I had started to go earlier.  It has been significantly better since I stopped driving around so much, but it likely will not be completely healed until after Ducky gets here and I have a few post-partum visits.
  • Optometrists – multiple ones.  Back in October I used up my last pair of soft contact lenses.  I went to Walmart, where I have been going for the last few years.  There was a new doctor there; the person I liked had moved elsewhere.  My eyesight traditionally changes minimally from year to year.  The last year or so it maintained at –3.25.  After seeing this new doctor he changed me to –4.50.  This new change was tremendous.  The contacts really bothered me.  I wore them two weeks and went back to talk to him about it.  He insisted they were fine and when I told him I could no longer read books he had me buy some $5 “cheater” glasses.  I tried.  I really did.  This did not work.  I was getting frustrated.  I mentioned this to a co-worker and she suggested I go see her father-in-law at Pearle Vision.  I did.  He rocked.  He also detected that what I was on that day (almost a month later) was now –5.25!  Are you kidding me?????  HOWEVER, he felt it was pregnancy related and, gee, by the way, had my doctor talked to me at all about gestation diabetes?…
  • Did I mention my OB/GYN?  Did I mention the polyhydramnios?  Yes.  I have.  See – polyhydramnios is often correlated with gestation diabetes.  The drastic vision changes concerned ALL my providers and just before Thanksgiving I got my very own glucometer and a crash review in diabetic education.  A month’s worth of checking my sugar two hours after meals strongly suggested I am not diabetic. 

    Are you laughing, yet?

  • Dermatologist – Yes – even one of THESE!  When I was post-partum for Marie in 2004 the nail bed on my left thumb started to split.  When I was pregnant for Tabitha in 2006 it happened again.  In both cases I need to see a dermatologist to inject an exceptionally painful amount and type of steroid UNDER the left thumb nail.  Johanna spared me the experience, but imagine my horror when it began again in November.  It took 4 weeks to get in.  (It still is not healed.)
  • Urgent Care – Early November brought a quick and POWERFUL upper respiratory infection that knocked me for a loop.  My rapidly growing, fluid-filled belly was making breathing that much more difficult and I woke one Sunday morning unable to swallow food.  Urgent care to the rescue. 
  • Non-Stress Tests – Late November I started with weekly Non-Stress Tests at Unity Perinatal.  24 miles from home.
  • Ultrasounds – Late September I started with monthly, then bi-weekly ultrasounds

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  • My right great toe is deep, dark purple.  This might be because I had my right saphenous vein ablated in 2009, or just because of the compression stockings.  It hurts to walk.  Every step hurts.  No,  you probably  have not heard me complain about it.  But my kids have.  I still have mobility and sensation, so I ‘m not THAT worried.  My children are HORRIFIED.
  • Compression stockings. 
  • Pitting edema
  • Petechiae  – painless, most likely temporary (except a few spots always stay).  Horrifies the children.
Unless your name is John, Nan, Emily, Jenn, Linda, or Tara… you probably aren’t even aware of most of what is on this list!  And I hope that I have spared at least a few of those good people the “whole story.”  I do consider it a tremendous privilege to be having Ducky and I long not to complain.  I also don’t want the kids to have this ugly vividly strange image of pregnancy.  But at times, the family bedtime prayers have sounded a bit like this:
“And Dear Jesus.  Please bless Ducky and help Ducky not to die and help the fluid in Mom’s belly to get normal.  And help her toe to go back to not being purple, and help her nail to get all better.  And please help her tailbone to stop hurting and help her not to have diabetes so she can still make cakes.”
We usually end up guffawing as we pray for Mom.  And I am okay with that.

A friend of mine points out regularly that pregnancy is not for the faint of heart!  It is not. 

And can you believe – even with ALL OF THAT – we still did not meet our medical deductible for last year until the LAST WEEK OF DECEMBER?
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These are some pictures from over the weekend.  My belly is about as big now as it was mid-December before the abrupt decrease in fluid.  But I only have +/- 2 weeks left.  And we are getting excited. 
And because I love all of you, I am NOT sharing the pictures of my fluid-filled feet or my scraggly old thumb nail.

Not a happy blog post. Not about us.

Last Thursday there was a tragic house fire in Chili.  My niece, Katelyn, her mother-in-law, Judy, and her two children, R.J. (4), and Mara (7 mos) were all in the house at the time.
A postal worker (new to the route and who did NOT take her break that morning) drove by the house and saw smoke coming out the chimney.  It didn’t look right and she called 911.  Then she saw Katelyn’s mother-in-law, Judy, yelling out the window.  The postal worker helped to pull her out of the window as the first firefighter arrived.  R.J. could not be coaxed to the window and he was not removed from the building until more help arrived.  Katelyn and baby Mara were found in the house a little later.  Both Katelyn and Mara were significantly burnt.
It was an electrical fire that smoldered for some time before really making itself known.  No fire detector sounded a warning.  The four of them breathed in toxins and smoke. 
All four have been in ICU since Thursday.  They adults are on ventilators.  The children are on ECMO (heart/lung bypass) machines.  Katelyn and Mara need skin grafts when they are stable.
As of today Katelyn is battling a fever. 
The house is uninhabitable.
They all need prayers.

A picture worth the extra trip

These photos are almost 2 weeks old now.  I just realized I forgot to upload my camera in a while. 
That Monday, 1/7, the girls were at AHG and the boys were in the basement playing Wii.  I didn’t want to disturb the boys as they had a friend over and I feel like they are constantly doing the things I ask and need them to do.  I’d had my own nap on the sofa so I made the trek upstairs myself to wake Johanna from her nap.  I cracked open the door and found this.
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I drank in her sweetness for a few seconds and then I just knew I needed to record it forever.  I tip-toed out of her room and back down the stairs for the camera.  I made a second trip UP the stairs… much more slowly this time.  I moved at a turtle’s pace partly because I didn’t want to make noise and wake her… but more because I was breathing hard by that point!  As I approached her room I was rewarded to find she had not woken up.  I got my shots in and even the sound effects of the digital camera didn’t give me away.  I got to sit next to her and rouse her gently. 
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Can you see the evidence of her tea party up by her pillow? And the books she read to Laura Carrot and Jimmy Gourd.  Oh.  She’s getting to be a very big girl.  But those moments where I still get to dote on her are so special.  And it was so worth the extra trip downstairs to save this image for later.

Ducky update!

Ducky is looking very, very good, according to our perinatologist.  I continue with weekly non-stress tests (NSTs) and had another ultrasound (u/s) yesterday.  This week’s u/s showed that the fluid remains in the normal range.  This is such a praise!  Having dropped so dramatically on 12/27 we did have real concerns it might continue to drop from high, THROUGH good, and into a dangerously low zone…
But it didn’t. 
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It’s been a crazy month, really.  I feel SO MUCH BETTER these days.  SO MUCH.  I continue to follow the doctor’s instructions for activity restriction and I must say being mostly housebound is not a lot of fun.  But it seems to have worked very well and I am grateful for the improvements we’ve seen. 
A month ago I felt downright toxic.  The most I can liken it to is when I had the flu in March 2008, or H1N1 in November 2009.  I felt like I had a fever.  I had all tremendous malaise and generalized achiness.  The incessant contractions depleted me of so much energy.  I seriously felt poor enough to accept meals from friends (thanks Emily, Tara, Deb & master-chef Jenn) and let Emily clean my bathrooms!  (You have to know I felt sick to allow THAT kind of humility.)  I constantly felt like I needed to nap.  It was just unpleasant.  As a matter-of-fact on 12/21 I sat on the floor in my bedroom with John for about 70 minutes to help him organize and wrap the small amount of gifts we had.  That little expenditure of energy coupled with my sheer size pressing on my bones was enough to render me wasted and sore for 12/22.  It was a bad way to feel.
And today?  I feel so much better.  I can breathe.  I can move around more easily.  I don’t feel like I need to sleep all day long.  I still pretty much sit around all day.  I’m not going to mess with what is working.  But I feel downright well. 
I shared with a friend via email this week, though, that I am just so blessed to be on the receiving end of what our family believes is a miracle.  For 16 weeks we watched and waited and prepared for a preemie.  As my belly stretched 7 weeks ahead of schedule we just continued to PRAY and we know so many who were praying for us, as well.  And then good things started to take shape.  We are now just a few days away from being considered full-term.  Both doctors now suggest I could easily make it to my due date. 
It has been a VERY hard 16 months with praying for people who were go through so many losses and hurting.  And the kids have just prayed so faithfully. I have been so blessed by how much they committed to praying steadfastly.  AND – we LOVED when people were able to share how they saw God in their trials, etc.  Well, to be on THIS side of it – I have to say if it is a witness to one of my kids that they hold onto then I say it is all worth it.
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The pictures aren’t as cute this late on as they were 10 weeks ago.  Tabitha, in fact, thinks Ducky looks grumpy.
We’ll find out soon enough.
Thank you for praying!!!!

What will they do?

I had just walked the speech teacher to the door.
The piano teacher had one student left.
Where were the girls to play with Johanna so I could do language with Nigel?
It was so quiet.
Then I heard it.
Giggling.
In the bathroom.

This is okay? Right? Right? Good homeschool fun? I should be glad they are growing up together. Right? They could be stuck in lines waiting to walk to art. But here they can BE art! Right?

She’s “Kitty.” A Danger Ranger.

My most diligent worker

She’s up before me these days as I struggle with sleep.
She has her math, spelling, and reading done before 7:00 AM.
And she’s taken to emptying the dishwasher everyday, not just the days she’s assigned.
I’m praying about a way to recognize her efforts, but my normal way would be to take her out for dinner just the two of us and that’s not an option right now.
Something will come to me.
She’s as helpful as Squanto ever was.

Back to school…

We eased back into school Wednesday doing our morning work before Mama headed out for OB appointments.  But then on Thursday it was full steam ahead.
It would be just spiffy if Ducky stayed put until his or her due date in mid/late February.  I’d LOVE to knock off another 5-6 weeks of school before the major shift that will come with a newborn. 
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Who wouldn’t love schooling with these characters?  Not everyone has George Washington and Squanto at their dining room table for Anatomy and Physiology.
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I’m blessed.  ♥