
An attempt to share the humor of life on a farm and in a homeschooling household of many.
Thursday, February 5, 2015
You Need to Know

Thursday, August 2, 2012
I Recommend
It won't take long for you to see that I live life a little differently than "mainstream" as you see the kinds of things I read and study.
(If these posts are confusing to you, what you need to do is click on the highlighted words and they will take you to the article that I am referencing.)
1) Thoughts on Sunscreen: Part 1 and Part 2 by Keeper of the Home
During the summertime (and beyond) everyone FREAKS out at me that I don't use sunscreen on my children or myself. Seriously folks--read these and re-think your slathering habits.
2) Why skim milk will make you fat and cause heart disease by The Healthy Home Economist
I grew up the daughter of a dairy farmer and became the wife of a dairy farmer yet I never knew all of this stuff either. The real deal is THE REAL DEAL, people. Find a local source for your milk.
3) Raw Milk--Healthful or Harmful by Healthy Families for God
This is why I am so happy to have a VERY local source for raw milk--as in 25 yards from my house--our own tank!
4) Five Fats You MUST Have in Your Kitchen by The Healthy Home Economist
I've always enjoyed me a lil' butter, but had bought into the lie that it was un-healthy so had always felt a tad guilty about it. No longer! I am learning so much about food--REAL food and we are getting healthier for it!
5) Turn that A/C Off: Clever Ways to Keep Your Sanity When It's Sweltering. by Crunchy Betty
I know it's hot outside (and INside, too) but here's something to think about...
Let me know your thoughts!
Thursday, April 5, 2012
What I'm Saying, and What I'm Not (aka My Standard Disclaimer)
Depending on who you are and where you are coming from philosophically, these points may either seem painfully obvious or shockingly [insert insult here: closed minded, old-fashioned, arrogant...].
God is sovereign over all of creation. (Psalm 33, Psalm 97)
Our chief end is to glorify God in everything we do. Though we too often fall short, it remains our goal. 1 Corinthians 10:31)
Scripture is infallible and fully sufficient to teach us to serve God. Whatever we need to know about Him and His nature and requirements of us is contained either explicitly or implicitly in the Scriptures. (2 Timothy 3:16-17)
There is no neutrality. All people, institutions, and ideas are either for Christ or against Christ. Education is not neutral. Law and government are not neutral. Families cannot be neutral. A blog is not neutral. (Matthew 12:30)
Right and wrong are absolutes, and they do not change because someone feels ok about something. Sometimes there is more than one good (God honoring) option; sometimes there is not. You (or I) may feel convicted to do things a particular way – but we may still be wrong. Thus, we go back to the Scriptures. (2 Peter 1:20-21)
We ARE NOT saying that anyone who reads the Scriptures and comes to a different conclusion or conviction based on the Scriptures is wrong and we're right. Again, you might be wrong and I might be right. I’ll probably think so. But your job is to make sure you are acting in accordance with Scripture, not with me.
We ARE NOT saying that my generalizations cover every case imaginable. Yes, you can always think of exceptions, but it is poor logic to argue the rule from the exception.
This is why I try to be sure I am reasoning from Scripture – but I don’t feel as though I have the last word on Scripture. God grants us broad liberty in Christ, and Jesus’s blood covers lots of mistakes.
Thanks!
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Who's In Control?
I think a lot, but don't have a lot of time to put my thoughts on paper or on a screen.
I started this post back in January and it's been before me since then. I've tried to write around it, always feeling like I was avoiding something; sort of like when you tell your kids to pick up in their room and they dilly dally or actually play nicely for the first time that day (or week.)
Wanna know what it's about? It's maybe not hard for you to guess.
Birth control.
Dun, dun, duuuunnnnnnnnnnn.
Shocking, I know.
Now, could I ask a favor of you? Could you just read this with an open mind and heart? Would you please not get offended and then not read my blog anymore if you disagree with me? If you leave a comment, would you please be gentle if you disagree with me? Even if you disagree wholeheartedly?
After hemming and hawing my way through many attempts both in my head and by way of typing them out, I decided the best way is to just say it.
So here goes.
Birth control is, well, taking control.
As a born again Christian, I want God to be the Lord of my life. I am surprised at how often I hear believers talk about surrendering their lives to the Lord but who insist on keeping this part of their lives under their own control. Sort of like, "Send me wherever you wish, Lord. I'll go to the ends of the earth to do what you ask and to tell others about you, but I won't have a baby unless it's on my terms."
NFP (Natural Family Planning) and FAM (Fertility Awareness Method) are still birth control.
In my opinion, this is still trying to manipulate or control something that I believe is a complete miracle and as such, completely up to God and His timing.
Yeah, well, God gave you a brain, right? Shouldn't you use it? and other such comments
Yes, God gave me a brain and I do use it. He also gave His created a command: Be fruitful and multiply. It has never been rescinded in all of Scripture.
I read once where someone likened the declining of a child in this way: Yes, children are a blessing. So is food. But I need to control how much food I take in.
True. But the Bible warns about gluttony. Nowhere in all of Scripture does it ever speak of children as anything but a blessing and a reward, a heritage.
Isn't that like jumping off a tall building and saying "Ok, Lord, if you want to save me, You can!"
Um, no. That's the part where you use the brain God gave you.
God can be trusted. He is trustworthy.
I have nothing to add to this.
Trusting God with your family size does NOT necessarily mean you will have a bunch of kids.
First, let me say that it would be ridiculous for me to assert that a family equals a certain number. A husband and wife are a family, whether they have children or not. My point is that I believe it's something that should be up to God.
My grandparents never used any form of birth control and they had 7 children. While I know that that may seem like a lot, it's certainly nowhere near the number 20 that is commonly purported. "If we just left that up to God, we'd have like 20 kids!!!"
Seriously, do you think God is caught off guard? "Aww, snap!! I knew I should have kept a closer eye on those two when he started that back rub!! Now I'm going to have to go and make plans for another one of these humans!"
I say no. I don't believe God is surprised at new life. I believe that God has a plan for each and every person, as stated in Jeremiah 29:11 I believe that that begins even before conception. God says so in His Word. Psalm 139
If I may be so bold (why stop now?) for many Christians it's like saying "I trust God but not that far. I mean, let's not get crazy here..."
And you know what? That was me. I used to think that way. Our first four kids were born with me thinking that way. That's when we began to see that the control wasn't ours to possess. And I'm so glad the Lord intervened--because I wouldn't have had the opportunity to know them. They wouldn't be here had God not shown me, in His mercy, that His plans were and are better than mine.
Is someone really more worthy of life just because they're first or second? But fourth or maybe fifth in line, sorry!
We bemoan the fact that in some countries, babies are tossed away simply because they are a girl. I wonder, is throwing someone away just because they're the wrong number any different?
Along these bold lines, how about...Permanent Sterilization
I hear things like "but God gave us doctors who can do surgeries so you don't have to worry about having more babies."
To this I say, just because it can be medically done, doesn't mean it should be done. Gender re-assignment comes to mind.
Also, please consider this: vasectomies and tubal ligation are procedures/surgeries wherein a functioning part of the body is rendered broken/non-functioning. Typically, surgery is to fix what is broken, not to break what needs no fixing. Ironically, it's called "getting fixed."
I believe God is the Creator and Author of Life.
I have not been given any special insight into who should live and who should not. When it comes down to it, this is the biggest reason for me. It's not up to me. I don't want the responsibility of deciding who should live or not because that is something WAY bigger than me.
It is no act of my will that creates a child. That is purely God. Even if I sought after conception with all kinds of medical intervention ie, in vitro, etc. the creation of a life still rests in the hands of the Creator.
Could we talk now about chemical birth control?
Read the package insert. I'm not making it up and the pharmaceutical companies openly admit it. There are three mechanisms of the Pill/Patch.
1) inhibiting ovulation
2) thickening cervical fluid
3) thinning and shriveling the lining of the uterus to the point that it is unable or less able to facilitate the implantation of the newly fertilized egg (medical speak for "baby").
The first two mechanisms are contraceptive; the third is abortive. When I learned this 7 years ago, I was shocked, saddened, disbelieving and finally repentant.
Did you know? In America, chemical abortions are estimated to kill more than 7 million babies each year--while surgical abortions kill about 1.5 million babies each year. (source)
I highly recommend this article and book:
In her book, Lies Women Believe, Nancy Leigh DeMoss says "as a destroyer of life, Satan is definitely not into encouraging childbearing." She, in turn, quotes Mary Pride's penetrating book The Way Home,
Family planning is the mother of abortion. A generation had to be indoctrinated in the ideal of planning children around personal convenience before abortion could become popular. We Christians raise an outcry against abortion today, and rightly so. But the reason we have to fight those battles today is because we lost them thirty years ago. Once couples began to look upon children as creatures of their own making, who they could plan into their lives as they chose or not, all reverence for human life was lost...
...Abortion is first of all a heart attitude. "Me first." "My career first." "My reputation first." "My convenience first." "My financial plans first." And these exact same choices are what family planning, which the churches have endorsed for three decades, is all about."Trust me when I say that I am not writing this to any one person in particular. In a way, though, perhaps I am. Maybe there is one person reading this whose heart God has been preparing. Maybe. It is my hope.
Friday, January 13, 2012
Elizabeth's Birth Story Part 3
Labor and delivery with Elizabeth is really the most un-eventful part of her arrival. Had that been the end of the story, so to speak, I think my whole outlook would have been quite different. I think I would have had much more of a "ahhhhh, she's finally here!" satisfaction that perhaps would have helped to dissipate some of the disappointment about having to deliver in a hospital rather than at home.
However, once she was out, it got worse.
Even though I had asked to delay cutting her cord until it had stopped pulsing, it was cut right away. I'm not sure how or why that happened, if my MW just got caught up in the moment or what. But before I could even say anything, it was done.
Elizabeth quickly turned very dusky. She was on me and the nurse, my MW, and I were all rubbing on her to pink her up but it became obvious that she needed some help over at the warmer from some oxygen.
I believe that had she not been forced to breathe on her own so quickly (letting the umbilical cord do it's job awhile longer), she would not have had the trouble transitioning that she did. She would then have been able to be close to me and make the switch from "inside" to "outside" more comfortably.
Of course, I could be wrong. What do I know--I'm just the mom.
She was then moved quickly over the warmer and to receive some oxygen.
Here's where the "fun" began.
The pediatrician on-call was quickly summoned to the room to check on her. I've been told that he is very pathology-minded. What I mean by that is that he is more of the mindset that if it could possibly go wrong, we need to rule out every possibility. Tests, panic, scare-tactics, more tests, more grave concern.
She was a bit shaky--many post-date babies are.
Many can quickly regulate their blood sugar simply being put to the breast as quickly as possible. I have experienced this with a couple of my other children. The nurse and doctor that I had at that time explained it to me and baby was feeding at less than five minutes old.
At this new hospital I was at, they wouldn't let me feed her. They wanted to run some tests on her first. I asked for her and was completely ignored. Had it been just me there, I would have convinced myself that they surely just had not heard me. When I asked again to just hold her, I got the same response. The two nurses over near the warmer wouldn't even turn around. Complete stonewall. I looked at Dennis and at Megan incredulously--they looked at me the same way. (My MW had to leave to get home to her kids right after E was born because her sitter had to go home.) Then I knew that there was no way those nurses had not heard me, they were ignoring me--and I think I know why.
As soon as Elizabeth had been whisked to the warmer, the barrage of questions began.
"What is your GBS status?"
I answered that I had not had that test.
She gaped at me and said, "You didn't have the test."
I said no; she stared at me still and then said flatly, "Okay."
This heightened their concern to a new level (what GBS has to do with blood sugar, I'm not sure.)
"Did she have a fever during delivery? What was her temp? Does anyone know mom's temp? Anyone?"
The questions were flying fast and furious.
I responded from across the room that my temperature had been 96.8. This settled them down a bit.
They asked what the results of my glucose screen had been; I told them I had not done that, either.
No 20 week ultrasound, either.
As far as they were concerned, I was batting ZERO.
I was scoring no points with them at all! They seemed to have convinced themselves that I was an irresponsible mother for not having tested for everything imaginable.
(disclaimer: if you do those tests, obviously that's quite up to you. I choose not to do much of that, and that is quite up to me. I promise I do not make decisions thoughtlessly.)
Back to asking for my baby...Dennis then said, in his big Dad's voice, "She'd really like to hold the baby." The nurse finally turned in a I-guess-we-can't-keep-acting-like-we-don't-here-them sort of way and said that I could hold her, but not feed her until lab came up.
The nurse that was near me was, at this same time, making her way over to Elizabeth, saying "I think we'll let Baby come to Mommy now..." and it was obvious that she was lower on the totem-pole than the other two ladies, because it was said in an asking permission sort of way.
It's hard to type out all the nuances of the whole situation--I hope this is making a modicum of sense.
I could tell she felt bad because I was sitting there crying, so disappointed, shaking my head and whispering, "I didn't want all this...I didn't want all this..." to Dennis and Megan, and to myself, too, I guess.
Elizabeth had just been laying there in the warmer--the nurses had stopped with oxygen for several minutes and she was just laying there crying. Had they still been "working on her" I wouldn't have intervened, but she was just laying there, all alone. It was, quite obviously, the farthest she and I had been away from one another in her whole life. I wanted her near, and she wanted to be near me. She quieted as soon as she was in my arms.
She rooted around, obviously hungry, and I still don't know why I didn't say to heck with you, Mean Nurse Lady and just feed my baby. It's the non-confrontational part of my personality, I guess.
But I didn't, I just held her close and tried to put a smile on my face. And I did--put a smile on my face.
See?
We waited until the lab lady came, who looked amazingly like Estelle Getty who played Sophia on The Golden Girls.
She needed to do a heel-stick to check E's glucose levels. It was brought up that we had to wait for her to come before I could feed the baby and she said, "What? We never do a glucose test without a first feeding on board."
Nice.
She then assumed, taking in my youthful appearance (HA!!!), that this was my first baby. I said, "No, she's my ninth."
This stopped her in her tracks.
She looked up at us over her Estelle Getty glasses and said, "You're not trying to keep up with that Duggar family, are you?" (except she pronounced it Doo-gar.)
Dennis said, "What if we are?"
(We're not--it's not a competitive sport, you know.)
She just laughed and finished her work.
She left and I was finally able to just feed and snuggle my new baby.
Megan, Dennis and I then re-hashed everything that had just taken place.
I needed to sort it all out in my mind, 1) because it had gone fast 2) so much happened that I hadn't wanted and 3) it was a lot to take in.
Megan went home and I took a quick bath and then we were moved over to a postpartum room. Elizabeth just stayed close to me all through the night until very early in the morning, I did let them take her to the nursery for a thorough bath and such and I slept while she was gone for a bit.
In the morning, Jen (my midwife) stopped by before going over to her clinic. We were able to talk about what had happened the night before.
She said, "Remember when you first came to see me how I said this was a very midwife and mother friendly hospital? Yeah, well, of ALL the nurses you could have gotten, you ended up with the two who are the most hostile to midwifery. You could have had 12 other ones and had no problem! When I walked into your room last night, I was like, 'ooooooooooohhhhh no.' "
I don't know what we will do if the Lord grants a next time, because she told us that morning she was moving away. I don't know if we'll "follow" her to her new location or not. There is talk of a birthing center coming to our area; maybe that will be an option for us.
I won't be going back to the hospital where Elizabeth was born.
We left the hospital that afternoon amid much surprise that we were leaving "so early"--less than 24 hours after birth. She was born just after eight the night before, and we started the process of leaving at about 2:00 the next afternoon. Of course, that process takes quite awhile so it was more like 4 before we were out the door.
I felt good and we had so much at home that needed us, too, so it was a good choice.
My postpartum issues that I have struggled with in past pregnancies have been much better. I credit taking B vitamins for this and am so thankful to another mommy friend who suggested that to me.
Even though Elizabeth was COMPLETELY turned around for a good three weeks, this past week she has slept much better at night which has been wonderful.
She turned one month old yesterday.
I say this every time, but it seems as if she was just born yesterday and yet has been with us forever.
I have another post coming up in which I will explain how I will have to eat some of my own outspoken words. That's going to be a fun one for me to write...or not. But I will write it!
Thursday, December 8, 2011
The OB and the Midwife
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
I'm Doing the Best I Can
Well, maybe not my very best every day, but I really do try and I work very hard to accomplish all that has been given me to do--and then some.
I cook {a lot}, I wash {a lot of} dishes, clothes, faces, hands, bodies, floors, and diapers.
I make the beds, sweep the floors, and vacuum.
I disciple, discipline, correct, and instruct the children.
And still--it's not enough.
Because if I don't return an email immediately, I'm ignoring emails.
And if I don't answer the phone every time it rings, I'm ignoring people who call.
If I can't come to every (or any) Bible studies, I'm ignoring my responsibilities to the church.
If I'm overcome with it all and lose my patience, I'm a terrible mother.
And if I am out and about, well, shouldn't we really be home doing school???
Sometimes I need to decline an invitation because I don't know how in the world I'll fit it in with all the other things I need to do--and my calendar is basically empty.
I know very, very few people who have a family even remotely similar to mine (I'm certain there are other larger-than-average homeschooling families that live and work on a dairy farm--I just don't know them personally).
This season of motherhood, child-rearing, and child-bearing is just not conducive to a lot of outside-the-home activities, especially if they are recurring over a period of time (ie, a weekly event). Few people understand this.
And so, I get criticized for staying home "too much", for not "going out" enough, for being a woman who finds fulfillment and peace and contentment staying at home.
I like being an at-home-mom, I like doing housework, I like taking care of my kids and teaching them.
Being a wife, living on a farm with children who have responsibilities outside, being a mother to many and growing another requires a lot of time and energy.
I'm tired.
Tired of trying to please everyone.
Tired of trying to explain to non- or mis-understanding ears why I am unable to do something or need to do it a different way.
Tired of being misrepresented and misunderstood.
I'm doing the best I can.
I really am.
And still, people get offended because of something I said or didn't say, something I did or didn't do, somewhere I went or didn't go.
It's so exhausting to have people hear things that I didn't say or read something here on my blog that I wasn't even saying.
I am a real person who struggles with real things in real life.
I enjoy real things and real people who lead real lives.
I put up with people that refer to my kids as "this one", "the other one", "what's-his-name" and "what-cha-ma-call-him".
I hear the comment when we arrive somewhere (in a big stage whisper) "Look--it's like a parade!" and I try to take it gracefully.
I know I cannot be responsible for how everyone else reacts to me, to my family, or to my blog; I know I have a responsibility to act courteously and respectfully--of this I am fully aware.
However, carrying the weight that belongs to others is just too heavy for me.
I don't have the strength to bear it anymore.
Because I'm tired, and there are other things that need my attention more.
10 Ways...
Thursday, September 15, 2011
How Do We View Children?
Paragraphs that struck a chord with me:
"[According to the world] Children rank way below college. Below world travel for sure. Below the ability to go out at night at your leisure. Below honing your body at the gym. Below any job you have or hope to get. In fact, children rate below your desire to sit around and pick your toes, if that is what you want to do. Below everything. Children are the last thing you should ever spend your time doing."
"Motherhood is not a hobby, it is a calling. You do not collect children because you find them cuter than stamps. It is not something to do if you can squeeze the time in. It is what God gave you time for."
"Christian mothers carry their children in hostile territory. When you are in public with them, you are standing with, and defending, the objects of cultural dislike. You are publicly testifying that you value what God values, and that you refuse to value what the world values. You stand with the defenseless and in front of the needy. You represent everything that our culture hates, because you represent laying down your life for another--and laying down your life for another represents the gospel."
Thursday, August 25, 2011
They Need Space
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Sunday Sports?
I just want to ask for your opinion.
I'm asking in a "what do you think of me re-painting the bathroom?" sort of way;
not in a "Wow. So, did the guy in Seven Pounds make the right choices?" way.
I'm not looking to debate deep theological issues.
Please don't get defensive--I'm not asking on the offensive.
Of course I do already have an opinion, but it's merely that: my opinion.
And now I'm asking for yours.
Deep breath.
Here goes...
What do you think of organized/public school sports activities scheduled on Sunday mornings?
Here's what I think: I don't think they should do so.
I think it's asking families to choose between church/worship and their sports team.
I was recently party to a conversation that basically went like this:
Sports Parent: "It's a hard choice to make, but when you're part of a team, you have to show up. You can't let your team down."
Other Person in Conversation: "You know, I read an article that said that skipping the game to attend church actually hurts your witness...y'know--trying to make it seem like church is more important than being there for your team."
At this point, I had to step away because my kids required my attention so I'm not sure how it ended.
I need to say VERY CLEARLY here that I know you don't get a little celestial attendance sticker every time you attend church and a big black frowny face if you miss.
I just think it's too bad that these things are scheduled for Sunday mornings.
So now I ask--what do you think?
Monday, April 11, 2011
This One Always Gets Me
Saturday, April 9, 2011
I Want You to Know
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Let's Talk
I did not do it to be pointed, I promise!
As I was reading through the comments on her blog, something I rarely, if ever do, I found that many people were kind of offended that she had written such a post. Hm. They somehow took it as her saying "shut-up about my family" and didn't think that was very Christ-like. Which is true--saying "shut-up" is certainly not Christ-like.
But that's not what she was saying.
Her main point was that questions are generally ok--if you are asking me about my family because you are genuinely curious about some choices we have made, I can tell you are asking because you are genuinely curious.
If, however, you are asking me a question because you want to make me feel stupid, I can tell that, too.
Some "questions" are not a question at all. Take "You DO know what causes that, right?"
That's not a question--that's a mockery and an insult and implies that we are somehow clueless as to how the reproductive system works.
The adoption ones she mentioned really stood out to me as over-the-top. "Which ones are your "real" kids?" COME ON!!! Are you KIDDING me???
Would you ever walk up to a woman and say "What size do you wear?" or "How much do you weigh?"
I hope not.
Those questions are intrusive and none of your business.
Why, Why, WHY do people always ask if we're "done" now?!
Dennis' favorite response is to say, "Done doing what?" (perhaps that's not very Christ-like either, but watching the person stammer is a tad fun.)
To me, and maybe it's just me, but that question is intrusive and no one's business.
But it does give me the opportunity to say, "Well, we don't know how many kids we'll have--we have chosen to let the Lord plan our family. If He wants us to have more, we would welcome them!"
This usually leads to some sort of Duggar family reference, but, whatever.
It comes down to this: let's not be rude, people.
I KNOW that I have in error said something that I didn't think or know was rude. I KNOW I have. And perhaps that person walked away seething at my ignorance.
I would hope, though, that they would recognize my question/comment as coming from a heart that was genuinely curious--and not one that was trying to "put them in their place" or trying to make them feel stupid.
If you'd like to read more about what Courtney had to say, click here: A little more from yesterday
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Fitting In
When I read her post last Friday it was no different. Well, except I certainly wasn't skinny and awkward. I was plump and awkward.
Still am.
But you probably already knew that.
Ahem.
Back to the issue at hand...
Here is an excerpt from her post:
Don't get me wrong. I have friends. But, I still so often don't know where I fit. I still feel awkward. Some of it may have to do with being an introvert. Some of it probably has to do with having a life that most people think is nuts. I feel it at church. Like no one knows what to do with me. They can't figure out how to be my friend. So instead I get treated like this sort of enigma. It happens at parks and homeschool outings. It happens pretty much everywhere I go. There have been situations where I have literally been surrounded by people bombarding me with questions. You know. The questions I always get asked. Are they all yours? How do you do it? Are you a superwoman? Is your house huge? What do you drive? Is your husband a doctor or a lawyer?
There are times when I am literally blown away by the questions people ask. One time, a woman asked me--seriously--if I remember all their names.
I should have asked her "do you really not know more than seven people?" (We *only* had seven children at the time.)
There have been times when we have been eating at another family's home or at a church dinner and things get a little hectic dishing up for so many little people and I start feeling so conspicuous--I usually try to crack a joke (can you say Chandler from Friends??) like "Bet ya didn't know you'd get dinner AND a show, didja" tee-hee, nervous giggle...
One of the very helpful things that some are very good at doing is coming up alongside and offering to help dish/carry a plate. That is so helpful and can really ease my fear of my kid being the one who spills at someone's house or at church.
We sang at a little church recently; we've been asked to sing there a few times a year for the last 8+ years.
Each time, it seems we either have a new baby with us or one on the way. Everyone just gushes about how all the kids sit so nice for church, or how well behaved they are...they're just so shocked to see a big brother who can carry a little sibling up the stairs or help them with their coat. (I don't think this should be shocking--it should be commonplace.)
Anyway, this Sunday was no different--until a kind, middle-age woman came over after the service, oohed and ahhed over Ivy, looked up at me and asked,
"So, do you ever think that, well, you know, that maybe you'll be, well, you know, ah, done?"
I really wanted to say, "done with what?"
Instead I said "We will take as many children as God chooses to bless us with."
Right after I said that, another lady walked over to see the baby and the first woman told the second about our conversation.
Except her version went like this:
"So I asked Melissa if they were going to be done now that they have 8 and she said 'I don't know...' "
Well, now, that's not what I said so I felt I should clarify.
So I did.
I told the two of them that about five years ago, we both felt God asking us to trust Him with our family, to let Him have His way in that area of our lives.
At which point the first lady chimed in with "And He has!!"
I just don't see why people feel it is so important to know whether we are "done".
Why does it matter so much to others?
Today in the grocery store, the checkout lady asked me again--as she does every time I go to her aisle which I avoid like the plague but Dennis was with today and doesn't know that I do--what number Ivy was. When I told her again that she is number 8, she asked me if we were going to be done now. And I gave my standard answer again.
I think I should start poking into other people's lives by asking questions like
"Have you cleaned between your toes lately?"
or
"How old are you? How much do you weigh?"
or
"Wow--I see your plate is really full! Are you really going to eat all that? Just you??"
or maybe
"How do you afford your new car?"
or even
"Whoa, that's a lot of earwax you got goin' on there. Can I get you a q-tip or something?"
But of course, I would never do that to anyone.
Because that would just be rude.
Another excerpt from Courtney:
Then of course there is the whole defensive thing. I find often people feel defensive around me. They want to explain why they don't homeschool. Or they haven't adopted. Or why their family is small. It doesn't matter that I don't ask them that. They just seem to feel the need to explain. And that makes things really awkward. Because if they really knew me and my heart, they would know that I am not judging them. In fact I really like having friends that have different lives from me. Clearly God does not have the same plan for every family.
I really don't get the explaining why they don't do everything just like me--when I didn't even ask. Which I wouldn't do anyway.
And when Courtney talks about how she can't talk about her struggles because she chose this life--oh, so true!!
It's true that I lose my patience. I yell at my kids. I get overwhelmed. Our house gets dirty. We have had to learn to make do in SO many situations. We don't get our school work done every day.
But I can't share this (well, except with everyone with the whole world on the internet) because I chose this life.
That makes for some lonely days.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's okay to ask questions. I love to answer genuine questions about our family.
But please don't treat us like a circus attraction.
And please, please, p-l-e-a-s-e don't ask us if we're "done"
'cause I'll really consider asking you how old you are and how much you weigh.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
So We're Not the Only Ones
Not everyone feels the same way that we do regarding children and letting God determine our family's size.
So it can feel downright lonely.
Like we are the only ones who feel this way.
And then I read a post like this one and I think
"So we're NOT the only ones!"
Go ahead and click on over to Courtney's blog.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
The Bitter Homeschooler's Wishlist
I bring you....
1. Please stop asking us if it's legal. If it is — and it is — it's insulting to imply that we're criminals. And if we were criminals, would we admit it? 2. Learn what the words "socialize" and "socialization" mean, and use the one you really mean instead of mixing them up the way you do now. Socializing means hanging out with other people for fun. Socialization means having acquired the skills necessary to do so successfully and pleasantly. If you're talking to me and my kids, that means that we do in fact go outside now and then to visit the other human beings on the planet, and you can safely assume that we've got a decent grasp of both concepts. 3. Quit interrupting my kid at her dance lesson, scout meeting, choir practice, baseball game, art class, field trip, park day, music class, 4H club, or soccer lesson to ask her if, as a homeschooler, she ever gets to socialize. 4. Please stop telling us horror stories about the homeschoolers you know, know of, or think you might know who ruined their lives by homeschooling. You're probably the same little bluebird of happiness whose hobby is running up to pregnant women and inducing premature labor by telling them every ghastly birth story you've ever heard. Please go away. 5. We don't look horrified and start quizzing your kids when we hear they're in public school. Please stop drilling our children like potential oil fields to see if we're doing what you consider an adequate job of homeschooling. 6. We didn't go through all the reading, learning, thinking, weighing of options, experimenting, and worrying that goes into homeschooling just to annoy you. Really. This was a deeply personal decision, tailored to the specifics of our family. Stop taking the bare fact of our being homeschoolers as either an affront or a judgment about your own educational decisions. 7. Please stop questioning my competency and demanding to see my credentials. I didn't have to complete a course in catering to successfully cook dinner for my family; I don't need a degree in teaching to educate my children. If spending at least twelve years in the kind of chew-it-up-and- 8. If my kid's only six and you ask me with a straight face how I can possibly teach him what he'd learn in school, please understand that you're calling me an idiot. Don't act shocked if I decide to respond in kind. 9. Stop assuming that because the word "home" is right there in "homeschool, 10. Stop assuming that because the word "school" is right there in homeschool, we must sit around at a desk for six or eight hours every day, just like your kid does. Even if we're into the "school" side of education — and many of us prefer a more organic approach — we can burn through a lot of material a lot more efficiently, because we don't have to gear our lessons to the lowest common denominator. 11. Stop asking, "But what about the Prom?" Even if the idea that my kid might not be able to indulge in a night of over-hyped, over-priced revelry was enough to break my heart, plenty of kids who do go to school don't get to go to the Prom. For all you know, I'm one of them. I might still be bitter about it. So go be shallow somewhere else. 12. Don't ask my kid if she wouldn't rather go to school unless you don't mind if I ask your kid if he wouldn't rather stay home and get some sleep now and then. 13. Stop saying, "Oh, I could never homeschool!" Even if you think it's some kind of compliment, it sounds more like you're horrified. One of these days, I won't bother disagreeing with you any more. 14. If you can remember anything from chemistry or calculus class, you're allowed to ask how we'll teach these subjects to our kids. If you can't, thank you for the reassurance that we couldn't possibly do a worse job than your teachers did, and might even do a better one. 15. Stop asking about how hard it must be to be my child's teacher as well as her parent. I don't see much difference between bossing my kid around academically and bossing him around the way I do about everything else. 16. Stop saying that my kid is shy, outgoing, aggressive, anxious, quiet, boisterous, argumentative, pouty, fidgety, chatty, whiny, or loud because he's homeschooled. It's not fair that all the kids who go to school can be as annoying as they want to without being branded as representative of anything but childhood. 17. Stop talking about all the great childhood memories my kids won't get because they don't go to school, unless you want me to start asking about all the not-so-great childhood memories you have because you went to school. 18. Here's a thought: If you can't say something nice....The Bitter Homeschooler'
by Deborah Markus
Thursday, January 7, 2010
The "Harms of Homeschooling"--A Response
January 5, 2010
Additional Resources
While few people in academia are openly critical of homeschooling, every now and again an article will be published in a university periodical which attacks homeschooling.
The critics in academia come from the far left of the political spectrum. One such critic, Robin L. West of the Georgetown University Law Center, recently published an article titled “The Harms of Homeschooling,” which appeared in the Summer/Fall 2009 issue of the University of Maryland’s Philosophy and Public Policy Quarterly.
Before we answer the specific charges Ms. West makes against homeschooling we’d just like to give you a flavor of her perspective.
In the article she says, “Education, after all, is typically described as a core, and possibly the core, state responsibility.” We hope you’d agree that anyone who can entertain the idea that education is the core responsibility of the state (even though education is not mentioned as a state responsibility in the U.S. Constitution) and neglect to recognize that defense/national security is the core responsibility of the state is clearly out of the mainstream.
Later in the article Ms. West says, “Homeschooling is now such an entrenched practice, recriminalization is not a viable option in any event.” It appears that Ms. West is suggesting that she would not oppose regarding homeschoolers as criminals?
While Ms. West’s views are far from the mainstream, it is still important to challenge the erroneous statements made in her article.
One of her points is that U.S. courts do not recognize the fundamental right of parents to raise their own children, and by extension the right to homeschool. She adds, however, “Federal courts may someday acknowledge the existence of this right.”
Thankfully, Ms. West is wrong. The United States Supreme Court has acknowledged the fundamental right of parents to raise and educate their own children.
In 1925, the U.S. Supreme Court declared: “The child is not the mere creature of the state; those who nurture him and direct his destiny have the right and high duty to recognize and prepare him for additional obligations.” Pierce v. Society of Sisters [268 U.S. 510 (1925)].
In 1972, in Wisconsin v. Yoder (406 U.S. 205), the Court described parental rights as fundamental, saying: “This primary role of the parents in the upbringing of their children is now established as an enduring American tradition.”
In 2000, the Court declared that the Due Process Clause of the Fourteenth Amendment protects the fundamental right of parents to make decisions concerning the care, custody, and control of their children. Troxel v. Granville, 530 U.S. 57 (2000).
Of course, the views of judges and their interpretation of the Constitution could change, but to say that the current jurisprudence does not uphold parental rights is simply wrong.
Further in the article Ms. West lays out her reasons for strictly regulating homeschoolers. Her first charge is that homeschoolers could be abusing their children. It is simply not true that homeschooling is used as a cover for child abuse. Ms. West cites no evidence to support her claim. In our experience parents who claim to be homeschooling but are later revealed to be child abusers are already well known to the authorities.
The latest example is from the Detroit News, which also took the view that homeschoolers should be regulated due to the potential for hiding child abuse. While the examples used by the Detroit News were tragic, they were of children who were being abused while in the public school system and then later removed by their parents. The children were well known to authorities, and there was nothing preventing the authorities in Michigan from following up on these children.
Regrettably, tragedies do occur, and no amount of regulation can ensure that all children will be safe all the time. Unfortunately, even in the most heavily regulated area of education—the public school—children suffer serious injury and death. It is a sad fact that some parents mistreat their children, and society rightly devotes time and resources to protecting children from abusive parents. But Ms. West is suggesting that states should spend tens of millions of dollars investigating all homeschooling families in an attempt to uncover child abuse. This would be unwise in light of the fact that there is no assurance that increasing the regulation of homeschoolers would prevent child abuse.
Ms. West also wants to force immunizations on homeschooled children. Some parents object to vaccines because of safety concerns, religious objections, or because of their medical history. It should also be noted that there have been no public health repercussions from a relatively few people opting out of vaccination programs.
West also makes the unusual claim that homeschooled children will not properly understand citizenship unless they are in a public school classroom. Being active and engaged citizens is a distinction of homeschooling. Simply reading the studies on homeschoolers participation in society should convince any fair-minded person of whether homeschooled graduates are active, engaged citizens. For example, in the 2004 study Homeschooling Grows Up, which surveyed over 7,300 homeschooled graduates, it was discovered that 71.1% of homeschool graduates participated in a community service activity (volunteering, coaching, neighborhood association etc.) compared with 37% of the general population.
Ms. West is also very concerned about the participation in civic and political campaigns by homeschooled fundamentalist Protestants, which would seem to contradict her earlier point about homeschoolers and citizenship. In any event, it appears that Ms. West simply does not like a Christian point of view being presented in the public square.
Perhaps the most condescending statement made by Ms. West is her assertion that the typical fundamentalist, Protestant homeschooling family lives, “in trailer parks, 1,000-square-foot homes, houses owned by relatives, and some, on tarps in fields or parking lots. Their lack of job skills, passed from one generation to the next, depresses the community’s overall economic health and their state’s tax base.”
It is truly sad when someone in a position of authority can make such a statement. While we do not doubt that some homeschoolers find themselves in less advantageous socio-economic circumstances, who is to say that a 1,000-square-foot house is inadequate to raise a family. Also, perhaps Ms. West is unaware, but some homeschool families travel between campsites and trailer parks because they are “homeschooling on the road.”
Ms. West also seems to be unaware that all the studies of homeschool graduates have shown homeschoolers to be outperforming their peers not only in community activity but also in employment income. The latest study from the Canadian Centre for Home Education, titled Fifteen Years Later: Home Educated Canadian Adults, showed that the average homeschooler aged 15–34 earned $27,534 Canadian dollars as opposed to the average in the general population for 15–34 year olds of $22,117. Ninety-five percent of the respondents in this study considered themselves to be religious with 74% attending religious services at least once per week.
After making her case for regulating homeschooling Ms. West concludes that, “The sanction for failure to comply with minimal curriculum, content, visitation, and testing requirements would simply be enrollment in a certified private or public school.”
In other words, if a homeschool family does not re-create the public school in the home, subject itself to the authority of the state by allowing home visits, and allow the state to control the curriculum via testing, then the sanction would “simply” be enrollment in a private or public school.
Sadly, Ms. West does not appear to have any understanding of why parents homeschool and must realize that if her policies were ever implemented, it would end homeschooling as we know it today.
It is unfortunate that homeschooling still has persistent critics who seem unable to grasp what makes homeschooling such a successful method of education.
Hundreds of thousands of parents, and over 2 million homeschooled children, are experiencing the benefits and blessings of a home education. As Michael Farris, chairman of HSLDA and president of ParentalRights.org points out, a restrictive approach to home education is at odds with the fundamental notions of freedom and liberty on which Western nations are built. “Any nation that severely restricts the ability of parents to choose alternative forms of education, including home education, cannot call itself a free nation. Freedom necessarily requires the individual to have the liberty to think differently and believe differently than programs instituted by the current rulers of any nation. Educational freedom is the cornerstone for all freedom of thought and conscience.”
We are thankful that we still live in a free nation, but of course, without eternal vigilance our freedoms can be lost.
By joining together in an organization like HSLDA we can continue to effectively defend the right to homeschool.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
On Being a Quitter
I am often chastised for spending so much time with my family.
A friend once told me, "Hey, the world needs you, too."
I am a stronger person now--if she were to tell me that now, I would say in response, "not as much as my family does."
But I wasn't that strong then.
And I probably said something like, "Yeah, I know..."
But you know that feeling when someone is able to put into words what you've been feeling for a long time, but just couldn't put into words yourself?
I love that feeling--it's such a relief. Like, "Yes--someone finally gets it!"
I had that feeling when I read this post on Amy Roberts' blog.
She gets it.


