I’m writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Challenge
It’s been a long day to day the least. Being awoken way too early by a not feeling well husband only to find I was the one who couldn’t fall back to sleep is not the best start. I quietly waited for McK to stir but she decided today was the day she would sleep in. We missed her weekly tumbling class but her BFF wasn’t able to go anyway. Phew. No need to feel guilty.
I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March ChallengeYesterday, someone randomly mentioned the town where I went to college. This is weird. Jacksonville, ILLINOIS is a tiny little town in the middle of no where. It has quite possibly the world’s smallest college that NO ONE has ever heard of. Then, my BFF texted me to see if I wanted to go for a mani/pedi on Saturday. These events seem unrelated but they created the perfect storm for a wave of memories to come tumbling back into the forefront my my mind.
I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Challenge
There are parts of me I don’t share. For those of you who know me, this may come as a surprise. I keep some things private or save them just for my husband or my best friend. I feel vulnerable opening up to you all here. I’m not sure how deep I will go. Or if in the end, I will only write about things that are inconsequential. My hope is that as I continue to write daily, I will become more comfortable with baring my soul to this little online community. I also hope that I do not embarrass myself (or my husband) in the process.
I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge
I’ve always been a morning person…in the fact that I haven’t slept well in longer than I can remember. Therefore, waking up in the morning has never been an issue for me because I probably wasn’t sleeping anyway. Now, pulling myself out of bed has always been a feat unto itself. I don’t like to leave the comfort of my pillows and blankets and cozy PJs. I don’t like to feel the cold floor on my feet or the wait for the shower to warm.
Team. I’ve never really been good at teams.
Today marks two years since I started this blog with the post linked HERE. I wrote that blog as a reflection of the time since my house flooded…documented HERE. I’ve been MIA for the last twelve plus months. Click HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, and HERE if you want to see why. Life is busy. I know this. You know this. Your house floods. Your mom dies. You have a baby. Somehow, the world keeps spinning. But some things don’t change.
So, I haven’t done a Memory Monday in a very long time. I haven’t actually blogged in a long time. I guess being pregnant keeps you just a busy as the actual baby. What have I been doing? Nesting. Nesting at work and nesting at home. My classroom is officially set up for my maternity leave. Lessons are planned, worksheets are copied, IEPs are written. Very little left to do and if it didn’t all get done…no one would know but me. Nesting at home…eh. Laundry is done. We had two BEAUTIFUL showers hosted by our families. So many generous gifts…so much to organize.
The polar vortex has reach Chicagoland again this winter. It was a whopping -1* today with a windchill around -25* to -30*. School was cancelled as it is again tomorrow. What am I supposed to do besides a little kitchen maintenance? Nothing makes me feel quite as accomplished as making sure all my spice jars are filled and my seasoning blends are made.
Probably not a big shocker to most, but I am pregnant. I’m about 26 weeks along on this new adventure. I have been blessed. I feel great. I haven’t had the dreaded morning sickness or complete exhaustion. It’s been a rather uneventful pregnancy so far. This must be a gift from my mom for sure.
It’s been along time since I wrote for Memory Monday. Of course, being Tuesday, I am still a bit late.
There are just those things I find most comforting. I’m sure it is the same for everyone. Some of my favorites include
Karyn In The Kitchen 