So my winter break is coming to an end. I go back to school tomorrow and frankly, I don't want to. My first semester back I was excited and nervous all at the same time. But, now, going into the second semester, I am just dreading it.
Maybe because it is not new anymore. Maybe because I had a lot going on during the break. Or maybe because I really never have liked school. I just have to get through the next five months to be done with it. After that hopefully someone will want to hire me.
The new me is not going very well so far. I have not looked at that sparkpeople website since I signed up honestly. I need some kind of motivation, someone to tell me to get off my butt and go for a walk. Or run up and down the stairs until my legs hurt. There never seems to be enough time in the day though. Between making meals, cleaning after the meals, playing with the kids, driving to school, picking up from school, going to gymnastics, going to basketball, doing my school work, helping with the kids school work, going to doctor appointments (too many of those recently) I don't seem to have time for ME. Oh well maybe next year!
I had to send a letter to Joe's school explaining the condition. I have noticed lately that people DO stare at him and it is a lot of adults. But then they smile at him. I don't know if they don't know what else to do or what. Recently at a family party, a relative asked me if her kids could hurt him. She wasn't concerned about her kids catching something. She was concerned about HIM, maybe that is why people are smiling at him. Or he is just that cute and handsome that you can't help but smile at him. And since that letter went out some moms have asked me if he is OK and does it hurt him. My answer is always the same, no it doesn't hurt him, he doesn't know it is there.
This is part of the Jan. 16 edition of Student Mom.