A Seed Planted to Learn and Teach at Home

Telltale lines on a plastic stick, followed closely by seemingly endless days of being nauseous and sick. Tiny fluttering’s within. A beginning to a new life and a journey of motherhood. Before long, my oldest son was served an eviction notice and placed upon my chest and in my arms. Some days later I received a phone call, “Is this baby’s mom?’ Those were the words that did it… I was someone’s MOM. Not just anyone’s mom, but the mother to my tiny little son. Of course, my baby was mine from the time he was conceived, but that moment was when the world stopped spinning, and I knew that I had a new purpose in my life.

Before long we were being asked things like: “Where is he going to go to school?” “When will he start school?”, Then it just bubbled out of me, “we may be homeschooling him.” And once I had spoken it, the desire and the need grew. Research followed, books were read, the paperwork was submitted, and we were an official school. Now we have three, only one is old enough to be official (so far), but we sure have learned a lot. I would not have been able to manage all that we do without the support of my family and our three-generation household. Schooling is one facet of our chaos. I hope to share some of my personal knowledge and personal experiences here. Maybe find some community and inspire others to pick up the noble cause of educating their own little humans, if so chosen.