March: 2025

We made it! It's now! March, 2025. When I started the little series of March posts, I hadn't realized how long ago 2018 is. In my head, 2020 was just last year.  It seemed only smart to back up a couple more years for context. But, I don't know if you know this, 2018 was SEVEN years ago!! How'd that happen?

Where are we now? I am homeschooling! Praise be to God! I have all three at home. I do not need to keep track of three different schedules. I do not have to worry about three different germ sources.  I do not have to undo teaching or decipher what really happened on the playground.  All three girls are learning about Jesus and Biblical literacy. Ah...

My husband and I switched roles to what is more familiar to us both. It was a painful sacrifice to give up retirement and return to full-time work for him.  He was a wonderful homemaker but didn't love the tasks involved with being a stay-at-home dad.  And I loved my job, but I was itching to school all three of my girls myself.  This is good.

The girls are still healing. I am still learning. I need Jesus each day. Therapy is a need that is far away. Diagnoses are sketchy. Homeschooling answers so many of these things. We start the day with Bible and prayer. We incorporate Cognitive Behavioral Therapy and Socioemotional Intelligence Education into the week. We feed their artistic creativity with tons of music. I accommodate and modify lessons to scaffold learning. I use tools like essential oil rubs, Thera-bands, weighted blankets, fidgets, and Starbursts to meet both sensory-seeking and sensory-avoidant behaviors. We have a Cozy Corner for big feelings, and can stop the world when a new memory emerges or we hit a trauma trigger.

What more will this March hold?