Five kids...each one it's own variety. Lots of laughter, joy and fun times. A life following Jesus...being a Jesus lover. Raising these incredible individuals and leading them towards their destiny. Stop on by, settle in for a bit and share bits and pieces of our life.
Capture Their Hearts
I have said this statement to several different people over the last week. I guess it's prevalent in my thoughts lately. "Capture their hearts...." What does that mean to you? To me lately, it has been my main reason and motivation for homeschooling my kids. We are in our ninth year of homeschooling....has it really been that long? Some days I feel like it is my first month...and then on other days there doesn't seem to be an end in sight.
But the true reason to have my kids here with me every day...to lose a huge income that I could be producing every year...is to capture the hearts of my kids. This is my main motivation and my main goal. Now, don't get me wrong. I believe that my kids should get a quality education. That is just a requirement. But in the end of the day, the most important thing to me is for me to capture their hearts..to have a relationship with them...to introduce them to Christ and the abundant life that He has for them...to show them how to love others...to love their siblings and bring out the best in them. That's what homeschooling is all about. And me, being their mother, is the most qualified person to do it. I know their ins and outs...what makes them tick...the idiosyncrasies that a teacher won't have time to figure out. I am in this for the long haul...to love on them each and every day. To open up the world to them and all that is out there. What a gift from the Lord to me...and for me to give it to them.
My dad and his wife were in town the other day...and my cousin who lives 3 hours away came to have dinner with us. What a joyous day it was. Here is the first family selfie with my extended family. Good memories!
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It seems that I have been going to births for most of my adult life. The first birth I ever was at was for my niece Brianna, and that was 22 years ago. I was 18 years old and it was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. Little did I know at that tender age that I would be attending births as a job...as a careeer.
There are so many moments that you experience as a doula. There are so many highs and lows. And there are so many hours that you are there. Many moments of laughter, maybe tears, tense decisions and talking. The first moment that I always think of is when you get that first phone call. It seems like they are always in the middle of the night. The jolt from bed you get when you hear your phone ring. It startles me. You are expecting the call any day, but somehow you didn't think it would be that night. And then the adrenaline rush comes in. Usually my doula bag is packed, a shower is a must (never too sure when you will get another one), and I usually talk wi…