Funny Sarah

Sarah is 14 months old.

She sleeps very well.  I usually put her to bed around 7:15 p.m., and get her up at 7:30 a.m. She is often asleep at 7:30 so it isn't like I'm just leaving her there!  She also takes at least a 2 hour nap.

Feeding her continues to be challenging but she is eating more foods by hand. 

She isn't walking yet though cruises everywhere.

Ok, let's talk about talking...

She talks quite a bit for her age...

Da-da
Isaac
Lydia
Bye
Uh-oh
If someone says, "Sarah, what is 1 + 1?" she'll usually say, "2!"  (No, she is not a genius.  She was trained by her sibs to say that.)
Done
Yeah
Hi
Thank you.
Your welcome.

Now, look over that list.  Do you see...that something is missing?

Like, "MAMA!"  Yes, this kid has NEVER EVER said "mama" in her entire life!

In fact, if I try to prompt her, our conversation usually goes like this:

Me:  "Sarah, can you say 'mama'?"
Sarah:  "Da-Da!"

Seriously, this kid seems to think that I'm Da-Da!  And Kevin is Da-Da too.  I guess parental figures are "Da-Da".

Or she is teasing me.  She does have a silly grin on her face when she says it.

P.S.  My two older girls claim that she HAS said, "Mama".  Ok, maybe?  I sure haven't heard it, and I've been listening!

Are You a ... Rooster??

Ok, a quick review of our chicken experiences.

We bought 16 chickens from a local homeschool family a few years ago.  They settled in beautifully and were laying at least a dozen eggs a day within a week of our getting them.  3 weeks after they arrived, a determined neighbor dog broke into their chicken yard and killed every last one of them. (I am not a dog lover, and I was less of a dog lover after that incident!)

Kevin kindly ran out and bought some 10 week old pullets the very day of the Great Chicken Massacre.  They didn't lay for a while, but grew up and became wonderful producers. We bought 20, 1 died of natural causes, and the others laid eggs until last fall.

Well, at that point the egg production started dropping.  Our chickens were getting old and since winter was approaching, we suspected their winter production would be poor. So we packed them off to the butcher and soon they were dinner.  (Obviously, we don't allow for much sentimentality here about the chickens. They are not pets.)

For a while, the chicken coop stood empty. But we started yearning for chickens, and found a fairly local seller who had a bunch of breeds and types. So last fall, we bought 24 chickens from him. (We still had our guinea hen from the previous batch.  She had been quite lonely, poor thing.)

All seemed well for a few days. But the new chickens were sick.  Very sick. 

Bluntly, they've been a disappointment.  4 months later we are still getting a MAXIMUM of 5 eggs a day (and that is just once.)  We have 16 or 17 chickens left, as many died of the illness.

Our latest question is whether 2 of the "hens" are actually roosters.  Now, that's not a huge deal and indeed we think it is quite funny.  But really, we think we have a couple of roosters.  Now they are NOT crowing like roosters are supposed to.  But they sure LOOK like roosters.  They are bigger and have different looking tail feathers than the others.  Kevin saw one ... well, it was behaving in a way that lends oneself to think it is a rooster. But maybe it was a hen being dominant. 

Anyhoo, the amusing chicken disaster continues.  I mean, it doesn't matter THAT much, but it is humorous that we may have spent good money on 2 useless roosters.  (Ok, I realize roosters have their place but we don't want broody chickens hatching out eggs, so we don't need roosters.)

We are contemplating starting some chicks this spring. We'll see.  And I keep hoping maybe our chickens will pick up the pace and really start laying eggs.  But if we indeed have roosters than we have a maximum of 14 that can lay.

Let's Get Real...

I read an email by a mom who said that she found homeschooling blogs to be distressing and emotionally nervewracking, because it seemed to her that all those "other moms" had it all together whereas her own homeschooling doesn't always flow smoothly.

I think when I blog, I usually present the sunny side of our lives.  Also, I am not writing long blogs as often as life is very busy right now.

So, let me get real. First of all, in many ways things ARE going well. Kevin and I are blessed by our marriage and our children. We have a roof over our heads, a furnace to warm us, and food on the table.  We have Bibles to read, and can worship God openly.  I am very thankful for many things.

But I will say this, life is not always EASY.  Right now, we are going through kind of a rough patch with several children. This is nothing new, really.  Our children go through phases when they are harder or easier.  There is no "one child" that is the problem child, thankfully!  They are all children, all learning about life and in need of the Holy Spirit's power.

But right now, the younger 4 all seem like a special challenge.

Sarah, age 1, is into everything. She is very cute, but we have to watch her carefully. She's also testing the boundaries.  She knows, for example, that we don't like her throwing food off her high chair.  And she does it anyway.  She also likes yanking books off the bookshelves, yanking my hair, playing in the toilet (thankfully everyone is good about flushing around here), and so on.

Angela, age 4, has reached a painful stage where she is realizing that the world and universe do not revolve around her.  Now really, she should have figured that out a LONG time ago. One advantage of being a child in a large family is that there are only so much time and attention and resources to go around, and everyone is disappointed sometimes. But, poor dear Angela is at a particular PHASE in her understanding.  One semi humorous manifestation is that she keeps wanting toys that the other kids have.  Our rule about toys is this...if it is in a public area (like the living room, kitchen, dining room, etc.) it is fair game unless it is breakable, in which case it shouldn't be in those rooms.  So just because something was a present to YOU doesn't mean you get to play with it any old time. If you abandoned it in a toy box, and a sibling finds it, he or she can play with it for a while and then has to share.  Angela is just having a hard time with the concept of waiting. We keep having the following occurrence. 

Sibling gets toy. Angela sees toy.  Angela says, "I want that toy!"  I explain (for the hundredth time) that she can't have the toy right now. She repeats again, "I want that toy!"  We go around the mulberry bush about the toy until she either is sent to her room or loses a ticket (part of our discipline system.)  Really, does she think that whining and fussing will change reality, will change my mind?  Maybe she does. If so, she is disappointed time after time.

Miriam, age 6, is really at a sweet age except I'm realizing how sensitive she is.  I keep being startled by her dissolving into tears by what seems like a fairly minor issue.  Part of it may be tied into allergy issues, I don't know.  I know when I'm feeling allergic, I'm more sensitive than usual.

Joseph, age 7, is doing a lot of screaming these days.  He gets frustrated easily and lets us know about it. I think it is hard for him to be the younger brother and therefore not as quick and strong as Isaac.  I will say this, that boy is fast and Joseph has actually outrun Isaac on at least one occasion. 

 The older 3 are mostly doing fairly well though I need to work with Lydia on organizational issues where homeschooling is concerned.  Isaac is still struggling with his handwriting a great deal, and his spelling is atrocious.  Naomi, just to make things a little exciting, got violently ill last night with stomach flu and threw up 14 times, poor dear!

I will say that parenting is one of the hardest things I have ever done in my LIFE.  It is also one of the best things I've ever done. It takes every ounce of self control and wisdom that the Lord gives me to be a diligent and available mother.

I think in this world that there can be significant temptation for a mother to "check out" on her children.  I have a million things to do in keeping the house clean and organized, in cooking, in preparing for homeschooling, in caring for the baby.  There are times when I succumb to the temptation of Facebook when I ought to be talking to my kids.  I need to remember that more than academic excellence, our children need to feel safe and HEARD by their father and me.  They need to know they can talk to us about their questions and problems and struggles.  Now, I am not available 24/7 for deep emotional discussions. I think they are learning that I am pretty much a mess past 10 p.m. and for now, the kids are in their bedrooms at that time.  But I do try to be available to talk about God, the universe, human procreation (at an age appropriate level), bullying, etc.  And it isn't easy.

But then, most things worth doing aren't easy.  Marriage isn't easy.  Seeking and growing as a Christian isn't easy.  And yes, parenting isn't easy.

Balance Beam

  A fair number of years ago, I acquired this balance beam for learning basic math facts. The idea is simple. We put 2 or more blue weights on one side, and the child has to figure out what the sum is and put it on the other side to balance out.  If he gets it right, it DOES balance -- if not, the beam is lopsided.

  When I purchased it, my older kids enjoyed it but didn't really derive much educational value from it.  Naomi and Isaac are natural "mathies" and Lydia learned her math facts in other ways.  This balance beam is rather bulky and, more than once, I considered getting rid of it. 

  But I'm glad I didn't.  Joseph has struggled with math in some ways.  He certainly isn't a natural "math kid" like some of my children.  But he has taken to the balance beam like a duck to water, and he is learning his addition facts with it.  When the sum is greater than 10, I encourage him to put one blue weight on the 10 and figure out what needs to be added to make it balance.

Chicken Update

  Well, the last 2 days have us feeling cautiously optimistic about our chickens.  We got 5 eggs yesterday (a new record for this batch of chickens!) and so far have 4 today. The previous 2 days were terrible, though.

  Here's a very strange thing...our Auracanas are laying like crazy. You can see the picture above shows more green than brown eggs, even though we only have 4 chickens who can lay green eggs.  We are wondering whether the Auracana breed was more resistant to THE DISEASE that has so far killed 7 of our chickens.  Whatever the reason, it is fun to get lots of green eggs.

Allergy Testing

Whew, busy week!  Ultrasound on Monday, dental cleanings on Tuesday for 3 kids (but I had to bring them all to the dentist), I worked on Wednesday, and then today I had allergy testing for Sarah and Miriam.

Sarah is rather a difficult child to feed.  She still doesn't self feed very well, and I thought maybe she had some hidden allergy that was making her break out on occasion. I knew she was allergic to milk and eggs, and wondered about wheat.

Miriam has seriously bad eczema and we wondered if food allergies were a contributing factor.

So I took both of them to an allergist today.  The results were very interesting.  Sarah is allergic to milk (significantly allergic), chocolate (probably because it has milk in it), and showed a mild reaction to peanuts.  Interestingly, egg didn't show up strongly or maybe at all.  The allergist said it might be very mild or she might be outgrowing it.  He said not feed her any dairy or straight eggs, but that he thought she'd be fine with eggs in baked goods.  Also, she did not react to wheat.

Miriam, oh, poor dear Miriam.  She reacted to a host of airborne allergies: dust mites, grasses, and ragweed.  That explains why her eczema flares in spring and late summer and fall.  She reacted to walnuts and shellfish, but NOT to cow's milk.

The allergist recommended blood testing (instead of just today's skin testing) for Miriam to nail down the nut issue more clearly.  She does not have a peanut allergy (thankfully) but did react to walnuts.  We've seen her react to pecans. And shellfish -- what's with that?  We don't have shellfish often so that's easy to avoid.  Since both tree nuts and shellfish can result in dramatic allergic reactions, I need to get a new Epipen for her and Sarah.  Sarah, of course, might have trouble with peanuts at some point.  For now, we're keeping her off peanuts.

So it was a very useful trip and I'm glad we went, and very thankful we have access to doctors and dentists.  But wow, I'm glad this week's trips to various medical people is over.  Tomorrow, I hope we can stay home and rest :-).

Baby picture...

Here is our new little guy!