Well, the weather has been lovely. Fallish but not too chilly. We did finally start the wood stove when we had some nights that left us with frost on the ground. I've enjoyed 3, yes 3, drives up to the apple orchard and Lake Lure, getting lots of varieties of apples and some cider that was pressed before our eyes.
We have been plugging away at school, enjoying walking through modern history. I myself have learned a lot about the rise of communism, Castro and the Bay of Pigs, apartheid and segregation, Vietnam, JFK and MLKJ. As much as I have always loved history, I sometimes wonder if I was asleep in class. Or maybe just a product of my educational system of not having history as a story with ideas to hang facts on, rather just dry facts with no life.
We are currently reading out loud: The Hobbit, Miracle of Maple Hill, Roll of Thunder Hear My Cry, The Yearling and just finished Sounder. All lovely books. I have never read Roll of Thunder and after the first page we were all captivated. What an excellent writer! After the first few paragraphs, Benjamin ( who had been most affected by learning about segregation), said, "Hey! I think they are black!" I loved that they discovered this without me telling them all about the book first.
We happened to read about apartheid in South Africa before we read about segregation in the south and when we did read the later he was very upset. When we read about S.Africa it was another country, and perhaps seemed far away. But segregation was going on when his grandparents were his age, in the US which is supposed to ensure freedom to it's people. We had a lot of great discussions. I'm afraid we don't have any close friends who are black. I struggle with that, I feel like we are still segregating ourselves somehow. We would never do that intentionally but we really do not know any black families that well. Well, we did have some very sweet friends who were black that were from Africa. They were and are very dear to our hearts but it got to where I never thought about them being black. They were just who they were, we didn't see our skin colors when we saw each other. How it ought to be. They taught me a lot about Uganda and Africa.
We finish up our first term next week, wrapping up our study of modern history till we cycle around to it again in a few years. We start ancient history the second term and we are all looking forward to that. Curtiss is most excited about Archimedes, a kindred spirit for him.
So, the end of October finds us expecting a new little person at our house! Most exciting to everyone. I am so happy with how all the dates have fallen out, God is so good. For the first time, we will have a baby in the summer, which means daddy will be home for an extended babymoon! This thrills my heart. Even if this baby were as late as Max, Mark would still be home for at least 6 weeks. Oh joy! And no lesson plan worries for either one of us. We are all hoping for a little girl and we may even find out ahead of time. We have never done that!
So in the mean time, in the here and now, we are dealing with morning sickness. Well, I deal with the physical part, the rest of the family deals with the fall out of a sick mom. School we do with me semi prone on the couch, some of school is not getting done, housework is done exclusively by the children and dad and cooking as well. I don't go into the kitchen much. My survival plan is: lots of protein, low carbs (they make my blood sugar take a roller coaster ride), frequent snacks, a walk a day and lots of grace. That last part is hard. I tend to get really frustrated and down on myself for what I can't do. I am doing better this time than ever, just easing into the day and allowing myself to lay low. Part of that is all the lovely help I have now. The kitchen is always clean and I don't have to do it! I tend to perk up in the afternoon, so I walk then and try to enjoy the respite to prepare for the next wave. No fun, but this too will pass. And then it's all much better.






