Friday, May 27, 2011

Dun, dudududun, dudududun, dudududun...

Schoooooooool's out for summer!!

Sooo looking forward to being home with my babies.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Then and Now

Then and Now # 1-- My niece's graduation. My niece Courtney graduated from high school last week. I remember the day she was born like it was yesterday. They vaselined a little bow in her hair, and there she was, all burrito'd in swaddle blankets and looking sleepy and confused. She was such an exciting addition to our family... I was only 13 years old when she was born, and I was SO excited to be an Aunt at 13. I took her to her first "theater" movie when she was 3 and I was 16 (the very thing I'd dreamt of doing since she was born.."one day when I can drive, I'm taking her to the movies!")... we saw The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and although the scary parts scared her, she hung in there. The entire family could be entertained for hours playing with her little natural ringlet curls in her hair, or listening to her silly sayings and stories. I remember when she started preschool, and she was excited because she thought her teacher would be just like Miss Honey on Matilda. She has always been so mature beyond her years... quick-witted, intelligent, and OF COURSE beautiful. I just don't know where the last 18 years have gone.... but there she was, walking across the stage in her white cap and gown, marking the beginning of her real life.

Then..

Now.


Then and Now # 2: My school year. When I took a medical leave of absence from school last school year, I was so excited to stay home. It was the perfect arrangement for us-- except for that whole money thing. You know, the "your mortgage company, car company, and medical folks want money and they don't care that you'd rather be home with your kids than pay them" thing?? Yeah. So since I felt Dylan was stable enough for me to return to work, I went to the school board and let them know I was ready to come back. I should have known something was off when the secretary I spoke to went into her boss's office and closed the door to talk about me. And I should have known something was off when I talked to the boss lady and she asked what grade I preferred to come back to. You see, they HAD to give me a position somewhere, but not necessarily the position I left. I should have known that my old principal was trying to get me out of my school, and that I would have to be transferred somewhere else. I don't know WHY it came as such a crushing blow to me, since I should have known these things were going on, but I didn't. And it did. I seriously felt so defeated. I already had to go back to work when I didn't want to, and now I had to meet a whole new faculty/staff, new principal, new kids, and *gulp* new grade. See, not only did they make me switch buildings, but they made me switch grades... to first grade. A grade I had never taught before. With my anxiety level through the roof, I put on a brave face and went to my new school to meet my new principal and see my new classroom.
Now? I survived the school year in first grade. I LOVE my new school and my principal... though sadly, my principal is being sent to a different school next year, so I won't get to work under her again! She doesn't realize it, but she was a huge blessing to me, repairing my crushed self-esteem after being forced out of my other school. She was so organized and structured..something I love in a leader. She made me realize how conditioned I was in my old school to believe that I was always wrong... This principal made me realize this, because she always made me feel like I was right!! And I didn't realize til she actually made me feel good about what I was doing that I had felt so anxious at my old school. My new principal made me feel important and needed from the day I walked in. And my coworkers are awesome too. They're cohesive and so family-like. I loved several of my old coworkers (still do!!), and I was scared I wouldn't be able to make friends like I had at my old school. But I made fast friends with my fellow first grade teachers and a few others. I'm happy to see them every day. And my students. Oh, my students and their growth this year!! Wow, I had never realized how HARD first grade teachers work!! The bulk of them came to me not reading, and now they can ALL read!! It's so amazing to see what they were doing at the beginning of the year, versus what they're doing now. Now, don't get me wrong-- I like the "big kid'ness" of 3rd grade better... but I have never taught so hard in my life as I have this year!! And I loved feeling successful. I may have a few more wrinkles and a few more gray hairs on my head, but I survived. Thank God.

Then and Now #3: My kids. Can you believe that Dylan is almost 17 months old, and little Michael will be 4 in August?! Weren't they BOTH just born??!

Then...

Now. Or, a month ago. When Dylan's face was still broken out. It's all better now, by the way. And do you know how hard it is to get a good picture of them together?? Very.


I feel like I'm finally entering adult-hood... about time, eh? Since I'm *coughs* in my 30s. With things evolving the way they are around me, I finally feel like I'll be one of the Wise Ones one day... one of the adults people go to when they need advice or help. What a weird transition it has been... but I am almost there. :)

Tuesday, May 03, 2011

Some people ruin everything.

The title sounded a little bratty, eh? Well, maybe I'm in a bratty mood!! hehehee

But really. When I first added the "friend connect" or "follow" or whatever feature to my blog, I was so excited when I got a new follower. I would run to their blog, follow them back, and beam from ear to ear that someone actually cared what I was writing.

Now? I've gotten about 8 followers in the last couple of weeks, and what have I written in the last couple of weeks? Nada. Nothing. Zilch.

And those followers? Bots, probably. Or people pimping their buy-stuff-from-me, make-money-from-home, you-too-can-become-a-gazillionaire-in-2-seconds, need-a-lawyer?-going-into-foreclosure?-I've-got-info-for-you type of blogs. And? No thanks.

So, I loved seeing when I had new followers... and I love knowing you actually give a damn about what I've typed. But if you're not real? Go away.

And if you're real? Leave a comment to let me know you stopped by. But nothing hateful, or I'll hunt you down and gut you like a fish. :)

Or not.