My mom and I have gotten to spend some really great, unplanned, quality time together over the last couple days. She came over on Wednesday to look after Isaiah while I focused on getting a ton of school work done. I graded papers all day and got about 80% finished thanks to her assistance and Isaiah loved playing with Grandma all day. She left for home at about 5:30 only to call me about 30 minutes later saying her car had broken down on the side of the road on Hwy 60. I hopped in the car and, long story short, her car was towed with a broken axle and Mom became our house guest! Here we are on Friday and it's looking like we won't be able to retrieve the car from the towing lot until tomorrow, so Mom is probably stuck here until then. Luckily, this all happened when I didn't have school (I only had conferences Thursday morning) so I've been able to keep her company most of the time and she's been such a major help around here that my house has never been cleaner and I've been able to get in a couple naps! Thanks Mom! Hopefully the car will be repaired quickly, but I must admit it has been really nice having you around the past couple days.
Hallelujah! I have finished grading all the papers and study guides and my midterm grades are finished and submitted, with time to spare! Woohoo! Now comes the job of playing catch up. My job for the weekend is writing the poetry test that my classes are supposed to be taking on Tuesday and then I have to spend all day on Wednesday planning the first couple weeks of the new unit I'm supposed to start first thing in March. I hate working from behind, but at least I can see a bit of a light at the end of the tunnel now. It feels really good to have those papers finished!
Oh boy....sounds like Isaiah's waking up from a nightmare. Better go see to him before he grows up too much to want Mommy to cuddle.
Sorry I haven't been posting. I promise I will resume regular updates as soon as I'm caught up on my work for school. I'm under a grading deadline right now with a ton still left to do, so all my time is being devoted to that.
Every once in a while, I am suddenly smacked in the face with a horrifying fact. I'm really a selfish person. It's one of those mega-faults of mine that I try my best to just bury so I don't think about it and so I don't show it to others. The problem is, my marriage suffers because of it because, God bless him, Evan knows this fault and he is the one who is always getting the short end of my selfish stick. Here I am complaining about my work load and "I'm tired" and blah blah blah when he's been working just as hard to pick up my slack! He has to leave work early due to my work schedule twice a week and take care of Isaiah while I'm at work and then he has to deal with my cranky self when I come home tired. Not quite sure how he does it. I'm trying really hard to find a balance right now between all my responsibilities and I keep coming up short. I feel like I just can't spread myself thin enough to satisfy all the requirements, but in the end I wind up just being selfish anyway and taking what I feel I need over the needs of those I love. Guess I'm just feeling pretty down and pretty upset with myself.
Well, those essays on The Call of the Wild out on the kitchen table aren't going to grade themselves. Only 60 more to go before Midterm grades are due on Thursday!
I know most people get excited about Fridays. Last day of the work week, last day of the school week, etc. Not for me....oh no. Fridays are my longest day of the week! I teach all day and then go right to work at the restaurant where I have to close. I just got home and it's already 9:45 and I am exhausted. Never mind the fact that I should have been home about 20 minutes ago if it wasn't for some dude who refused to drive faster than 30 miles an hour on Hwy 78!! Grrrr!! Anyway, I'm tired and cranky so I'm going to bed now.
We had our first prenatal appointment today and everything is looking as it should be. Our doctor wasn't able to hear the heartbeat yet, but she said that's normal at this stage and not to worry. Of course, I'm a worrier, so to set my mind at ease she shuffled us in to the ultrasound room quick to take a peek. There the baby was! Little legs, little arms, heart just a beating away! It's nice to know that the little one is growing as they should be. Please continue to keep this new life in your prayers!
P.S. Check out the pregnancy blog if you'd like to see the ultrasound photo!
I have to buy clothes. This isn't a "I want to buy clothes so I'm going to justify it by saying I have to buy clothes" thing. No, I absolutely must buy clothes. I promised Evan over a month ago (ok, maybe two months now) that I would go get myself some clothes so I wasn't wearing the same 4 shirts and the same 2 pairs of pants to school every day. He even refused to buy what he needed until I had ordered mine and kept everything. Well, I got too busy to shop and I convinced him to go ahead and order what he needed and that's where it has stayed. His new jacket hangs on the hook and he's already worn his new dress shirt several times. Meanwhile, I put off buying clothes. Now, I find myself in a bit of a pickle. I'm pregnant and it won't be long now before I am no longer able to wear my regular clothes. I was barely in the second trimester last time before I was in 100% maternity clothes and that's only 4 weeks away now. My maternity wardrobe does need a little sprucing up since the majority of my HUGE months will be in the summer. However, Evan thinks I should buy regular clothes. Personally, I don't think it makes sense for me to buy regular clothes now when I'm going to be as big as a house until September and then as big as a garage until goodness knows when. I understand his argument though - I'll still be in the same position I'm in now after the baby's born and we have the money for me to shop now. I just don't know. Add all this in to the fact that I absolutely HATE shopping for myself and I'm stuck. Something tells me that when all is said and done, I'll have bought a shirt for me and a whole bunch for Isaiah. That seems to be my M.O.
I have a big to do list. Combine school with the stuff I need to get done at home and it is a very long list. The problem is that I find myself passing out in the living room every night, so I'm getting very little of it done. Bear with me, people. I'm trying.
I finally finished the final book in the series today so now I begin the long process of reaclimating myself to my surroundings. Things like checking email and Facebook....doing dishes and laundry......grading papers. Yeah, I've really been under a spell from these books. I did enjoy them very much though, as much as I didn't want to!