iSchool.

Ali is infinitely more interested in learning if it’s happening on an electronic device. 

(I have NO idea where she gets her geekiness.)

After seeing her excel greatly in schooling while using apps on my iPhone, we bought an iPad as an investment in our homeschooling future.  Obviously, there are still many things that we do the old fashioned way, but the iPad has greatly increased her interest in learning as well as the speed of her learning curve.

Good apps, however, were not as easy to find as I had anticipated.  I’ve spent weeks researching and scouring the app store in order to fully utilize our new tool. 

With that being said, here are my reviews of the best apps (all available on iPhone and iPad) that I’ve found.  They’re great for homeschooling, for supplementing school, or for simply for letting your kid play “edutainment” games that will teach them without them even knowing it – it’s like sneaking carrots into their cookies, virtual style.


 

App Teach Me Teach Me Kindergarten / Teach Me First Grade – these two apps are by far my all-time favorite learning tools.  They have everything that makes an app great – depth of learning (it swaps up between addition, subtraction, sight words, and spelling to keep the kid’s attention and give variation in learning), increasing difficulty, rewards (it gives them coins when and only when they get the answers right, and the fun rewards cost different amounts of money so they learn to save money), a high level of parental customization and tracking, usability for multiple students, and it is entertaining.  Ali played Teach me Kindergarten on my iPhone for a year, and is now doing Teach me First Grade on the iPad and still loves it.  If you only download one educational app, download one of these.

App Math Bingo

Math BingoThis is one of Ali’s favorite apps.  It’s great because it’s super educational, but also extremely entertaining.  You get to put “Bingo Bugs” on your bingo sheet at the right answer for math problems.  You can play addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, or all four.  Within the first week, Ali learned how to add double digit numbers because she wanted to play Level 3 Addition.  By the third week, she learned the basics of multiplication because she wanted to play in that mode.  She can either play this one alone in the lower levels or with me helping her learn in the harder levels, which makes it more interesting for her and more dynamic of a learning tool.  It also has a fun game that you get to play as a reward.

App Word Bingo

Word BingoThis is the same as Math Bingo, except with sight word recognition.  It also has multiple levels and a fun reward game.  It’s great also, but Math Bingo is our favorite.

 

App Super Why

Super Why – This is one of the best imagination-driven games I’ve seen – it is just like the television show, except that the kids really are getting to participate (rather than the awkward pretending to participate thing that kid’s TV shows do these days).  The level of it is for very beginning readers, though, so it isn’t very challenging and doesn’t increase in difficulty.  But Ali loves to play it anyway!

App Bob Books

Bob Books #1 / Bob Books #2 – There are hardly any apps out there that focus on actually reading, and this one is about as close as it gets.  The graphics are beautiful, and the words are great beginner words.  HOWEVER, it’s very shallow – it starts back at the beginning every time, each page stands alone and doesn’t continue a story, and there’s no way to skip around to different pages.  I don’t even know how many pages there are, because Ali always gets bored before she gets to new ones.  This app has the potential to be great, but for the price ($3.99), it’s not worth it yet.  Maybe check out the free version first.

App Jungle Time

Jungle Time  I was very excited when I found this app and it’s sister app, Jungle Coins, because it fills the gaps of first grade Math not covered in the Teach Me First Grade app.  This one teaches how to tell time, and you can set it at varying levels of difficulty.  Very cute app, but Ali got bored with it pretty quickly.  I’m hoping she’ll become more interested in it later.

App Jungle Coins

Jungle CoinsAli likes this app much more.  It also has varying degrees of difficulty in learning what coins are, counting coins, and making change.  This is a great game for teaching something that I’ve had trouble in the past getting Ali interested in learning.

App Pocket Phonics

abc PocketPhonicsThis game is great for practicing the basics of recognizing letter and blend sounds and writing letters.  It’s very easy to use without any help, and Ali is entertained by it quite a bit.  It’s not necessarily challenging, but it is good for reinforcing concepts.

App Shake the States

Shake the StatesI’ve downloaded several geography apps, but this one is by far our favorite.  It’s a simple puzzle-like game (you can choose to have the outlines of the states turned on or off for difficulty), but the voice names each state as you put it on, and the graphics are great and very entertaining.  After playing it just one time, Ali was easily re-familiarized with all of the states, even the tiny ones.

App Stack the States

Stack the StatesThis is another fun geography app, but it’s a little too advanced for Ali, as it requires reading the questions.  Also, some of the questions are pretty challenging.  However, the fun of stacking the states makes it compelling for her to play, even if Mommy is having to tell her the answers to most of the questions.  I do, however, tell her the name of the state that is correct and let her pick it out of the four choices– it helps her recognize their shapes.

App Stack the Countries

Stack the CountriesAgain, the questions require reading and are way too hard for Ali (I’ve learned quite a bit, though!), but she still loves it.  And a tip with this game: the first bonus game you “earn” is a simple game of placing the countries on the correct place on the map, something I’ve been looking for in an app for ages.  So I actually prefer the bonus game for Ali rather than the main game.

App FreeFall Spelling

FreeFall SpellingThis app is just “cute” – cute graphics, cute rewards, cute music.  It’s not very deep and doesn’t have increasing difficulty or more than one element of play, but it’s cute, and it will keep the attention of a kid for a while and help them practice spelling while they’re at it.

App iTouch iLearn Words

iTouch iLearn Words – This game is just okay.  It’s very low-level for early readers, doesn’t have many options, has annoying voice-overs, and is pretty shallow.  But Ali finds it entertaining, so it’s not all bad.

 

App MeeGenius

MeeGeniusThis is a free book-reading app (i.e. it reads the books to you).  It comes with several classic books loaded on it, and it wants you to buy more.  Ali has loved the freebies, and we have not bought anymore.  She lets it read and re-read these books to her over and over.  It’s a great free app.

APP LAZ Readers

LAZ Reader SetsI REALLY wanted these to be good, because there is a severe shortage of reading apps.  But since the sets are $6.99 each, I downloaded a couple of the free single readers before buying (like A Seed Grows).  And although I love that the books teach kids simple science facts while reading, the interface itself is terrible – if you touch the screen to point at a word, the page flips.  It’s impossibly hard to help a kid learn to read without touching the screen!!  Other than that major and most annoying flaw, these readers have great potential.  Maybe just download the free singles until they fix it.

App Toddler Teasers Shapes

Toddler Teasers ShapesThis is an excellent first game for a small child (and free!).  This was one of the first apps I ever got for Ali, and she loved it.  It’s super simple and just quizzes the child on shapes, but it’s a great way to learn how to use an iPhone, and great for kids still learning their shapes.  It also has a fun sticker reward system.

App World Countries

World CountriesThis is a great geography app, having different quizzes on countries, flags, and memory match games.  Even though she’s really too young for it, Ali loves it.  I am disappointed that it doesn’t have an iPad version, though.

App Moms With Apps

Moms With AppsThis is a free app with a great catalog of apps for kids.  It’s divided up into different categories, and I found a lot of great apps via their app.

 

Here’s my summary grid information on and my opinion of all of the apps listed above:

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What apps have you discovered?  What apps are your kid’s favorites?

I added more apps in my sequel post, available here.


Noah’s Arrival

Spoiler: This post is a Long Birth Story interspersed and ending with Unbelievably Cute Baby Pictures to help detract from the traumasticity of the contents herein – at least for my sake.

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As I’m finally on a low enough dose of pain meds that I can type without the screen doing funky swirly things (and having the urge to write about white fuzzy rabbits), I’m going to make a weak attempt at this post, before I subconsciously block parts of the following memories from my mind.

At the beginning of last week, I was finally able to pinpoint exactly what I had been desiring birth-wise: it wasn’t that I necessarily wanted a VBAC and didn’t want a C-Section, I just wanted the experience of actually going INTO labor. I didn’t get that opportunity with Ali, and I really wanted it with Noah.

And so, on Thursday night when our Small Group prayed for us, they prayed that we would get to experience the excitement of naturally occurring labor.  And since our Small Group prayed both of our babies into my body (we got pregnant with Ali 3 months after they started praying for us after we had been trying for 2 years, and then got pregnant with Noah the next month after their prayers after having been trying for a year), we figured that surely they could pray a baby out of my body.

I’d been having fairly painful, regular contractions all week (nothing new there), and they got especially worse on Thursday night.  So I went into my OB’s office one last time Friday morning, just to see if anything had changed.  And, as had been the case for weeks, nothing had.

Despite the prayers from the night before, after my doctor’s appointment, I put aside all hopes of going into labor and focused on enjoying the last weekend of our pre-baby life.  I was ready for a C-Section on Monday, and accepted that in all likelihood, I was not going to be going into labor.

On Saturday night, every step I took was painful, but I wasn’t having contractions.  Everything just hurt. I didn’t think too much about it, except to thank God that this baby was coming OUT on Monday.

After Ali went to bed, we started wrapping her Christmas presents.  I got about three presents into the process and had to quit – it was too painful.  So I laid down while Chris kept wrapping, and I started having contractions – something that again I thought nothing of, since that’s all I’ve been doing for months.

But when we went to bed around midnight, they had gotten fairly painful.  THEN they started getting very rhythmic – something I hadn’t ever experienced in that way.  Then they started getting even more painful and more rhythmic.

I started giving myself a pep talk.  There was NO WAY I was going into the hospital for the second Saturday night in a row on false labor.  NO WAY.  So you just need to quit having contractions and GO TO SLEEP.

But I couldn’t sleep, and they continued to get worse.  Finally, at 2:30 am, I jumped out of bed, woke Chris up, and told him I couldn’t take it any more.

We made that thrilling middle-of-the-night phone call to my parents, and they headed over to stay with Ali.  When they arrived, I no longer had any doubts.  I told them I would never be fooled by fake labor again.

Chris, of course, despite the fact that I was NOWHERE near pushing, took his one and only opportunity to use his hazard lights and unnecessarily speed (“careen” might be a more appropriate word) to the hospital, running all red lights and stop signs, swerving maniacally, all while I was contracting quite painfully.

I’m so glad I had the opportunity to afford him such a gleeful experience.

We arrived and I was quickly declared in “real” labor, hooked up to the machines and IVs, and began the laboring process.  I was absolutely high from glee (and Demerol) that I actually DID manage to achieve labor on my own.

(Anyone need or want anything? Just come to our Small Group on Thursday nights.)

We got there just at the right time (due to Chris’ crazy driving, I’m sure), because I began progressing very quickly, and the contractions got much stronger.  I began questioning the sanity of all of my natural childbirth friends and relatives, and was overjoyed when it was time for my epidural.

After the agonizing process of getting an epidural, we settled in for a nice, relaxing, boring labor experience like we’d had with Ali.  It’s a wonderful thing to feel nothing.

But then, around the time I reached 5 centimeters, things began to hurt a little.

They said it was normal.  Even though I hadn’t experienced any pain with Ali, I said okay and kept laboring, a little less enthusiastically.

Then the pain got worse.  And worse.  And then unbearable.

They called the Anesthesiologist in, and he quickly determined that my epidural needed replacing.  When he took the bandages off, he realized that somehow it had come loose – all the medicine was puddled on my back.  This “never” happens, they all assured me quite puzzledly.  And I hadn’t moved hardly at all, so it certainly wasn’t caused by me.

But I was just relieved to get a new epidural, so even though getting the second one was ten times as painful during the now much worse contractions, it was a happy moment.

So we settled back in for a nice, boring rest-of-labor.

That lasted for an hour and a half.

I progressed quickly to 7.5 centimeters, and then started hurting a little bit again.

They said “it’s normal – that just means you’re getting close to pushing.”

Then the feeling began coming back into my legs.  And the pain – it was indescribable.  I know people choose to do this naturally and I’m totally cool with that, but usually,  natural choosers are more prepared than I was.  Natural childbirth had NEVER been even a potential in the plan for us, so I didn’t know how to breathe, how to cope, and how not to scream, and the pain was an absolute shock to my system.

The doctors rushed back in.  They quickly took out the epidural again, but this one hadn’t come loose.  They had absolutely no idea why it wasn’t working.  They said that very rarely, an epidural won’t work at all for someone, but never did one work for an hour and a half and then just quit.

In the meantime, I  began completely panicking.  Besides the pain, I was petrified of going through the entire labor process in unplanned, unprepared natural childbirth (especially after a prior C-Section), but even MORE scared of having to have a C-Section and the drugs failing there, too.

They gave me my third epidural.  This time the process was nearly unbearable, and I was scared out of my mind that it wouldn’t work again.  But they put it in, the numbness began to come back, and I started to (kind of) calm down.

Until an hour later.

I started having one spot that was hurting.  I thought it was my catheter, so I had the nurse remove it.  That didn’t help.  It started hurting more.  And I started freaking out.

The doctor came in and said that sometimes you can have a “hot spot” – a spot that the epidural doesn’t reach, and there’s nothing you can do about it.  But then, as he was talking, all of the feeling returned to my legs again, and I panicked.

Within seconds, more pain flooded my body than I’d ever experienced.

The nurses and doctors began trying to have a conversation about what could be happening to me without actually using the words – but I asked, and yes, they admitted that they were discussing the possibility of a Uterine Rupture.

Things got really chaotic really quickly.  My OB checked me, I was at 8 centimeters.  My uterus had not ruptured, thank goodness.  The Anesthesiologist rushed in, pumped more meds in, but nothing helped.  Although I usually get very quiet in pain, the pain had reached a level where I was no longer quiet.  I screamed that they needed to either numb me as if they were giving me a C-Section or they needed to give me a C-Section.

But my doctor had already determined that since they had absolutely no idea what was happening with my body AND that Noah was sideways, had been sideways for a while, and wasn’t looking like he was moving, that a C-Section, immediately, was the best solution.

My first scream question was how were they going to make sure the pain medicine worked while they were cutting me open?

My doctor assured me that they would do a spinal – not an epidural – and I wouldn’t feel a thing.  But then the Anesthesiologist said that he couldn’t do that – there had been WAY too much medicine pumped into my body, they didn’t know where it had gone or what was happening, and he couldn’t risk putting more in.  The only way to do a C-Section was to put me completely under for the procedure.

At which time my nurse told me, “But you need to be prepared that when you wake up, you WILL be in pain.  Because that is just putting you under, not treating the pain.”

Even though it was an emergency C-Section, it still felt like it took an eternity to get set up for.  I had at least 8 more contractions during the surgery prep, the trip to the operating room, the transfer from my bed to the OR table, more surgery prep, and finally to the point where they mercifully let me lose consciousness, screaming all the way.

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It took me a long time to get myself to actually wake up after the surgery, but my first thought was that I was relieved that, although I was in pain, I now knew that an incision cutting me open from side to side was much less painful than the contractions I’d been having.  Who knew?

And from that moment on, it all got better.  Noah was a delightful baby from the second I first got to hold him.  He came into the world a professional eater (hopefully not Man-V.-Food-Adam-Richman-style), nursed wonderfully, immediately calmed down for me every time I held him, and captured my heart immediately.  And he loved me – I could sense it.

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I have been able to enjoy so many things about the first few days of newbornness with him that I wasn’t able to with Ali because I was so overwhelmed with the shock of parenthood.  I immediately bonded with Noah and am completely in love with him, and have been able to cherish each and every moment.  And, thankfully, I have been so laid back about everything.  Almost nothing has worried me or made me nervous, and everything about newborn care has come back so naturally.

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So, although Sunday could have qualified for one of the worst days of my life for a few hours, it most definitely and much more so qualifies for one of the best.  I am completely in baby heaven right now, and the early part of Sunday is a distant memory.

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We’re still in the hospital right now – I’ve had a couple other complications (most likely too gory to blog about, but feel free to ask about them if you’re a glutton for the disgusting) that have slowed down our process.  They are much better now, so we should be going home tomorrow (Thursday), and jumping right into a magical Christmas with our family of four.

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Thank you all SO much for your prayers, visits, emails, tweets, texts, facebooks, and phone calls.  They have meant SO much to us, and I have wanted to be able to respond to

each and every one of them, but I just can’t tear myself away from this precious, beautiful baby that’s asleep on my chest to do anything else but cuddle.

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How Ear Fluid Can Adversely Affect the Contents of your Refrigerator.

My ears are driving me crazier than pregnancy is already making me.

They have been for three weeks, but they’re getting increasingly, and very quickly, worse this week.

So much so, that for 15 extra potential hours of relief, I moved my next OB appointment up by one day in hopes that he could fix my ears.

(Not until, of course, I checked with my OB office to make sure that OB doctors do, indeed, keep Otoscopes around for the occasional ear-looky and would not need to use the Nightmarish Pap Smear Torture Tool to pry my ear open to see what the problem is.)

(In case you’re wondering, yes, OBs do INDEED have the proper equipment to look in ears. Thank goodness.)

Anyway, so my ears have been popping constantly, especially when I leave the house, for some odd reason. And now they’re getting painful and making me dizzy.

So I’m always trying to talk to people, and my own voice in my head (the real one, not the crazy one) is coming in and out, softer and louder, poppity poppity pop, and driving me so crazy that it might CAUSE a crazy voice in my head to take up permanent residence by the time it’s finished.

And, as I suspected, the whole popping thing is causing some communication breakdown – I am apparently slurring some of my words.

Last night, right before Ali’s bedtime, I happened to be in the kitchen at the right moment to witness a very bizarre occurrence: I watched Ali purposefully take her sandals over to the fridge, open it up, gingerly place the left one on the middle shelf by the milk, and then move some things around on the top shelf to make room for a careful placement of the remaining right sandal.

I watched, completely puzzled by her apparent studiousness in this very odd activity, and called to Chris halfway through: “Hey baby…come watch what’s going on here.”

Ali was so focused on moving the contents of the top shelf around that she didn’t flinch at my request.

Chris came in, and being of much sounder mind than I (most likely due to not being pregnant and all), knew exactly what had happened and said, “Ali baby, Mommy told you to go get your JUICE and put it in the fridge, not your shoes.”

Ali and I proceeded to share a relieved duet of “OOOOOH!”

Let’s hope my baby doc can fix my ears today.

But in the meantime, at least I can take comfort in the fact that my daughter is unquestionably obedient…possibly to a very unsanitary fault.

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