Many of my readers have followed me for several years, but don’t know how I started homeschooling, and some of you are fairly new to Practical Pages, and so I thought I would share my personal testimony of how I stumbled into homeschooling and the amazing journey that it took us on. It’s a long story, but I will break it up into bite-sized pieces, so please come back each week for the next post in the series.
Homeschooling was not even on my radar. Before I had my own children, I hardly knew anyone who homeschooled, and I probably thought those who did were strange. I was devoted school teacher and glibly thought I would continue teaching again after taking a year’s maternity and paid leave, But the Lord had other plans.
My first daughter’s birth was a precipitous, premature, hospital delivery. She was tiny, needed to go under lights and so we stayed in the hospital for five days. After just four days at home, she developed a very high fever and screamed all night. Early the next morning we were at a pediatric hospital. The traumatic diagnosis following a spinal tap and brain scans was that our precious baby had meningitis and had a brain bleed.
Of course, I immediately resigned from my teacher’s position, right in those first few weeks following her illness, when I realized that I had a very important job helping my child. And so began a very different journey of motherhood and parenting, and one that would lead me, very naturally, as it seems to me now, into homeschooling.
To be continued in Part II.