As I type on Sunday night I'll update
Well to start I quit my teaching job in the Bronx! So happy and excited about that. I became a teacher for the family oriented career. Well last year my pregnancy was treated like a burden and I was not even asked about the baby when I returned after 5 weeks on leave. I am sure my blood pressure being so high was a direct correlation of the stress of work. I could not stomach returning for such a person.
So I found a new place, and don't get me wrong this place will have it challenges also, the students have severe special needs. It is real special education, not the city's pathetic excuse of out of control students they group in 1 room in a sink or swim situation. Then they wonder why so many teachers leave or quit. I couldn't deal with it anymore. I have a child now, I have more to worry about then someone else's mood, never knowing the personality I am walking into greet that morning.
So I will have snow days if it snows, sympathy if my child gets sick, and well a friendlier atmosphere that doesn't rotate teachers yearly. My commute is shorter and I am working with fellow moms now, major pluses. We will be budgeting more now which means less trips to Target and less Starbucks runs. But if my sanity is intact because of it, its worth it right? I think so.
This week I started grad school, 2 classes with the same professor, seems like it will be an interesting semester. I did have to force people to fix my schedule and march into the Dean of the school's office to get my courses straightened out, but I got it done. Maybe I am a force to be reckoned with, or I really just don't take no for an answer. Either way I got what and how I am wanted in the end because I did register for it that way in the beginning and they screwed it up. Everything is back to normal now.
Jack is getting bigger by the day, last week was the first time that it hit me all the changes I will be missing. I mean I will see him daily but not get to spend everyday with him like I have for the past 4 months basically. He seems to be heavier by the moment and doing new things too. Yesterday he held his own bottle to feed himself. He fed himself 6oz at 2 different feedings yesterday (using the little bottles), he is 3 1/2 months old. He blows razzberries at you and cracks up when you say his name. He is so alert now too. Grandma (my mom) took him for a ride on the train at the mall, the whole time he looked at all the people and stores. His sleep span is getting longer also. 10-8am most nights, without a late night feeding. He is trying to pull himself up when slightly reclined by grabbing his knee or pants to pull. How freaking smart is that? I am so upset about leaving him on Tuesday. It makes me tear up.
Well I am going to enjoy my last day off before reality sets in of work on Tuesday. I really hope everyone had an amazing summer, I know I did.