You know how I got that teaching job? Well, things got crazy around here… real quick.
I’ve been going to trainings and meetings. I’ve been researching and planning. Oh and don’t even get me started on the shopping- shopping for my classroom, shopping for my wardrobe, shopping for Bridget’s school supplies. The only thing I haven’t been shopping for lately is groceries.
I’ve been trying to spend some good old fashioned quality time with my kiddos before things get even crazier at work but Penelope came home from her vacation with a whole new attitude…
“No! Don’t talk!”
“No! Don’t look at me!”
“No! It’s mines!”
“No! I’m the boss!”
All I want to do is snuggle her but she’s been so sassy lately I’ve spent more time clamping my lips together between my teeth and putting her in time out. When I resort to physically biting my lips together I have found that I am physically trying to hold my temper at bay. Having this whole to attitude pop up right before I put her into day care has me a little concerned. I don’t want her getting away with it during the day. I want it to be nipped in the bud.
Bridget on the other hand has been a complete anxiety attack waiting to happen. In fact, we went to her school’s registration today where she got to decorate her locker and explore a bit. Before we showed up she gave us guidelines for not embarrassing her.
Apparently it didn’t work…
(Brent and I practiced our best middle school selfie faces because selfies didn’t exist when we were in middle school)
Bridget was only a bit embarrassed by our behavior. Fortunately for her, I’m just down the hall if she needs me. Or… if she wants me to show her new friends my Beyonce moves all she has to do is knock.
She told me that wouldn’t be necessary.
I’m sure she’ll change her mind… and when she does I’ll be ready.
The only problem with that is, I don’t think they’re ready for this jelly.
Let’s just say that I finally stepped on the scale this week for the first time after my ectopic surgery. It wasn’t pretty. In fact, it downright hurt my feelings. I was a bit of an emotional wreck after losing the baby and I tried to eat and drink my way through it.
The funny part is that I wasn’t even all that hungry. I didn’t eat all that much but when I did eat it was complete crap. Then that made me feel like crap so then I ate even crappier. I knew it all had to end at some point. But I had some sort of mental block about doing a weight loss challenge because the last time I tried to do that I was pregnant (but didn’t know it). I’ve been avoiding it because it reminds me of my tubal pregnancy.
However, after stepping on the scale I’ve decided that’s just something I’m going to have to get over. It’s so bad in fact, I’m not even going to post the weight just yet. I’m going to do an official weigh-in with pictures to show you just how downhill I’ve gone. Then I’m going to come up with a plan and implement it. I know things are crazy with my new teaching job but I think it’s the perfect time to change habits.
That being said, I better go! I’ve got a classroom to get together and a meeting to go to!
*WARNING- I didn’t edit this post because I didn’t have time. Don’t judge me!*
5 thoughts on “OMG… You Are Not For Real”
youll get thru it… its been a stressfull whirlwind time and it will get better..youll settle into a routine with work and kids and diet/excercise
just know this is just a bump in the road…
This is an awesome post. You’re daughter is going to love you working at the same school mwahaha
Uh yeah. We just got family pictures back and I feel the EXACT same way. I have been out of control. So here I go starting over AGAIN. It sucks.
Classic pics. And I say daycare is a great place to send a sassy kid. And I say the drink and the bad food saw you through so don’t be too down on it all. Thoroughly enjoyed reading this. Really, you’re my favorite writer and the only blog I read every single time. Good luck on your new career Beyoncé.
Well Nina I just have to tell you that, at any weight, I think you are absolutely beautiful! The last few pictures you have posted of yourself, I thought, “She is looking healthy, happy and like a Swedish model…” 🙂 Seriously, kick all the self doubt to the curb! Because you are lookin’ good girl!!!