Senin, 16 Januari 2017
Limping Across the Finish Line
Have you read THIS post that Jen Hatmaker wrote last week?
You need to read it.
Oh my gosh...it's SO funny. And, so true.
It made me laugh because I could TOTALLY relate.
Her line, "Limping Across the Finish Line" in regards to the end of the school year is EXACTLY how I feel.
But for me, I'm not just limping across the finish line.....I am being DRAGGED across the Finish line, while waving my white flag of surrender.....I AM DONE.
I have no more to give. I dream of lazy days with no schedule.
Summertime, take me away!
This picture of Claire was taken this weekend after she swam for about 4 hours straight.
She was too tired to walk in the house & go to bed.
She just wanted someone to carry her and put her to bed.
It is exactly how I feel.
But for me, I'm not just limping across the finish line.....I am being DRAGGED across the Finish line, while waving my white flag of surrender.....I AM DONE.
I have no more to give. I dream of lazy days with no schedule.
Summertime, take me away!
This picture of Claire was taken this weekend after she swam for about 4 hours straight.
She was too tired to walk in the house & go to bed.
She just wanted someone to carry her and put her to bed.
It is exactly how I feel.
I need someone to pick me up and carry me for the next week as we finish school.
This school year has been a CRAZY.
Having a baby 2 weeks before school started was nuts.
That meant I missed the first 6 weeks of school while I was on Maternity Leave.
I was an emotional post partum basket case because Claire was starting Preschool for the first time & Kate was started Kindergarten.
And, because I used all my days off for Maternity leave, I was only able to help out in the girls classes once this entire year. And, I wasn't able to go on any field trips.
I was soooo out of the loop since I didn't do drop off or pick up for either of them (Thanks Kevin, Kelly, Susan & my mother in law!)
Honestly, this school year, I felt like a chicken running around with it's head cut off, at home and at school.
Spending each lunch period pumping. Trying to get all my grading done at school & in between classes so I didn't have to bring it home.
3 kids is no joke. People with more...I don't know how you do it!
As the school year progressed & End of School Year activities got busier, I was starting to wear down. And, the weather we have had in the past 6 weeks has been BEAUTIFUL. It feels like summer...warm weather, swimming, BBQing, eating outside. I have the summer attitude, except...summer isn't here yet.
I lost the mo-jo and organization that I had earlier in the year.
I lost the mo-jo and organization that I had earlier in the year.
Here are some "highlights" of things that have happened:
Claire got sent to school one day with TWO left shoes on. (One was Kate's shoe)
You are supposed to sign up to bring snack for Preschool (at least once a month)
Since I don't do pick up or drop off, I forgot about that until the last week of school when Claire asked why she never brought snack this year. FAIL. Sorry, preschool.
For the month of May, we slacked off with Kate's homework packet (I know, shame on me, I'm a teacher) It was due last Friday. The night before I had her do SEVEN days of homework so that her packet would be completed. (Hanging head in shame)
Kate went to school last Monday with one of Luke's bottles in it. A bottle from Friday with crusty breast milk in it. (I guess I put it in there the Friday before when I picked the kids up from my mom's house. I obviously didn't check her school bag all weekend.) She found it when she was lined up to go into class. Thank goodness Kevin was still there & she gave it to him before she went into class. My bad.
#momoftheyear
Here is another End of the School Year Confession:
I have 144 students this year.
This weekend, I needed to fill out & complete 144 Recommendations for 8th grade math placement.
I needed to grade 144 math tests and grade 144 Homework Packets.
How many did I do?
ZERO. ZILCH.
I did not fill out one recommendation.
I did not grade one test.
I did not look at one homework packet.
In fact, I didn't even open my school bag.
What did I do instead?
I hung out with my family by the pool all weekend.
I read Gone Girl poolside while drinking a Vodka Lemonade.
I started the book at 5pm on Saturday night & finished it at 5pm on Sunday night.
And, then on Sunday night, after I finished the book, instead of being responsible and getting work done, I downloaded Candy Crush.
Ummmm.....have you played Candy Crush?
Most addicting game EVER.
I stayed up until 1:00 on Sunday night playing it.
Then, on Monday morning, I told Kevin about this game he HAD to download.
Guess what? He's addicted also.
Our evenings this week have been spent playing Candy Crush.
#issues
#losers
#candycrushaddiction
I've only been playing 4 days and I need a Candy Crush support group. Seriously.
I only let myself play when the kids are in bed. But that means I am not getting my grading done & I am staying up too late playing. Ridiculous.
Who else is addicted?
The good news is that I finished the math recommendations (in between waiting for lives in Candy Crush) but I still have all the tests & homework packets to grade.
This is how I feel:
Ummmm.....have you played Candy Crush?
Most addicting game EVER.
I stayed up until 1:00 on Sunday night playing it.
Then, on Monday morning, I told Kevin about this game he HAD to download.
Guess what? He's addicted also.
Our evenings this week have been spent playing Candy Crush.
#issues
#losers
#candycrushaddiction
I've only been playing 4 days and I need a Candy Crush support group. Seriously.
I only let myself play when the kids are in bed. But that means I am not getting my grading done & I am staying up too late playing. Ridiculous.
Who else is addicted?
The good news is that I finished the math recommendations (in between waiting for lives in Candy Crush) but I still have all the tests & homework packets to grade.
This is how I feel:
Whoooooo wants to finish my grading?
I would, but Candy Crush is calling my name......
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