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Basically..More Blah, Blah, Blah.....

Oh where to begin.

I love bedtime.  Haley just does an amazing time going to bed.  I think she enjoys her sleep, but more importantly.... her bed.  I'm starting to realize she is a little fussy about where she sleeps, she wants her bed.  The moment I lay her in her bed she looks so at peace. 

Today was the first day I saw Haley laugh hard.  I've seen a few giggles here and there, mostly in her sleep. But tonight, she was belly laughing.  I was at my parents enjoying some dinner and cake.  While sitting at the kitchen table, I started playing with their vitamin bottles.  Shaking them and making all types of noises.  She loved it.  She would get to chuckling so hard.  It was so stinking cute!

Having a child is such an amazing experience.  It is beyond anything I ever imagined.  It literally changes everything....

I really need to start back at the gym.  I was great about going at first.  It was easy when Ian had off work, but since he went back to work it's been difficult for me to find time.  That is one thing I have learned about being a SAHM/ housewife; my wants/ needs come last.  It's a humbling experience, yet much more fulfilling to live your life for the ones you love.  But I am just starting to feel so yucky. I need the exercise to keep my mood up and to physically feel good so I can keep up with all that needs to be done.   Plus, when I am going to the gym on the regular--I eat better as well.   Luckily, in less than 2 weeks, Haley will be 12 weeks and she'll be able to come with me!  I'm so ready.

Completely switching gears...

Today I was at Walmart.  I noticed all the school supplies and I started to actually feel sad.  This is the first August that I will not be going back to school.  I am such a nerd.  I LOVE school.  I always have.  The truth is, it is something that I am really really good at.  I love being a student.  I love learning.  I love being challenged.  I love new notebooks and pens.  I love taking notes and being bored in class.  I love the stress before a big test.  SO I bought myself a few notebooks and pens.  I decided that I needed to keep a food journal and such, and buying the stuff helped with the nostalgia.  But then I started thinking about my education some more.  I wanted to take a writing class this semester, but none of the classes fit into the family's schedule so I had to nix that idea. 

I am going to go back to school.  I am not sure when.  I prefer sooner than later, but I haven't been able to decide on a Master's degree yet so it has been simmering on the back burner for awhile.  I think I am going to start looking into getting my Master's in English.  If you would have told me when I was a freshman in college that I would eventually even humor the idea of getting a Master's in English, I would have told you, you were smoking something.  English hasn't ever been my strongest subject or a big interest of mine until recent years.  Out of all the subjects I've taught, either to my 5th graders or subbing, English has been my favorite.  Reading, writing, grammar...all of it.  There is so much you can do and discuss.  Eventually I would love to get the opportunity to teach at the college level, and I feel like that would help put me on that path.  We shall see....if anyone knows of any online programs for such degrees, hit me up, because I would be interested.  

Well it is time for this momma to finish up the odds and ends, take a shower, and hit the sack.  Tomorrow will be a fun filled day of more painting (the dinning room) and possibly helping put together a shed.  Until next time...




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