I PROMISE I will have my reviews up for the Graco Modes Click Connect, and the Graco MyRide 65 up in the next few days/weeks. I've just been so busy that it's really tough to get a few minutes of peace.
Basically what's been going on is school, school, more school, and the occasional 6-7 hours of sleep (sometimes less). I am working REALLY hard at getting off academic probation. I actually got a paper back today and my grade was 'B/AB' not exactly sure what that means, but I think it's the equivalent of a B+. Given the circumstances, I should be happy, right? Nope. While I am happy I am setting higher standards for myself...I need to get my motivation up. I'm still battling with my doctor and my medication and sometimes it's just to tough to fight about it.
Lets add in some friend drama. You see, I met my friend A earlier this year and since then we've become EXTREMELY close. I consider her one of my truest and best friends. We had decided a couple months ago that she would move in with me, into my parents house, in order to save money. She would have her own room, we would just have to share a bathroom. I know a lot of people say that that is 'risky' and we realize that, but with her family living in Nevada, and school being in Wisconsin, her family needs to save all they money they can. Especially since she is pre-med and will be going to med school. Well we were excited about that...especially me. I've been an only child all my life and I was really excited about living with someone BESIDES my parents. This was until last friday...or maybe thursday, one of those days. She got an e-mail saying she was reccomended to be an RA. Now if you knew A, you'd know that she is like...almost guaranteed to be accepted and get it. I was really dissapointed and mad at first. Eventually the anger went away, but I still have this nagging feeling of being her 'back up'. I know that it's a great opportunity...but at the same time, so many times in my life I have been the 'back up' and I just wish for once I could be the #1 choice...but I digress. I spent two days crying and depressed and now am doing okay...I just wish it could all work out. But I keep telling myself, that if one door closes, another opens. Maybe her moving in here just isn't a good idea and it is the universe's/God's way of telling us not to do it.
Okay, now lastly, I've got positive. For the past 2 weeks I've volunteered with my gym teacher for his 4 afternoon classes on Tuesdays. That is an adaptive class and then an all spanish kindergarden class, and then 2 other kindergarden classes. The last class is my favorite. Not only is their teacher my old kindergarden teacher, but they are REALLY great kids. I love getting the hugs, and I love seeing them learn. Everyday with them is really a joy and reminds me why I am going to this thing called college. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and I am truly excited for the day when I can become a teacher and have a class of my own. I feel so privledged just to be able to work with these kids once a week and help them learn and grow. Even just from knowing them from october to now there are SO many changes...it is really amazing.
So that's it. That has been my life the last couple weeks. I've got a lot of other stuff going on that I really do not want to talk about right now, not horrible, just not ready to get it out of my head. I will hopefully get to that eventually.
I'll put some pics of the last couple weeks below.
*Side note...there is nothing cuter than 5 and 6 year olds doing the 'gangnam style' dance!!! :) <3. *
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| My friend's daughter, Amariana. I was able to babysitt her saturday night to sunday. She's finally begining to smile and coo and all that cute baby stuff :) I feel so lucky to have her and her mama and daddy in my life! |
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| My Annie girl helping me with homework! |
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| My not so little Lucy at the children's museum last week. I still remember the first time I laid eyes on her. She's growing up into such a beautiful little girl. I couldn't be more proud of her. I am so in love with this sweet girl, and although she is only two years old, she has truly changed my life, |
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