Saturday, September 24, 2011

When you know you're a 3L

Realizing that I've been saving posts instead of publishing them! D'oh new blogger format.  Here is one from the saver period.

How can I tell I'm a 3L? I can answer a question in class without being called on and then when the professor says, "Nooo, not really." I don't immediately slink down into my seat and not answer again.  I actually answered two of those questions today.  Personally I think the prof was kind of wrong on both, but oh well.  The day is flying by fairly quickly and I'm thankful for that.  I only have about 4 more hours of class, then 3 hours of travel and I don't have to do it again for another 6 days!!! I'm so pumped about that.  So excited in fact.  Now that the light is at the end of the tunnel and my crazy, crazy, 3 day journey.

As I'm on campus more and more I'm finding out that there are fewer and fewer people that I recognize.  I'm also realizing how many people didn't even know I had a baby, even though I left at 36 weeks!  I guess that my belly was a whole lot smaller than I thought or people just thought I was getting fat.  I'm glad that I only have 4 months of class and 5 months of being in the US before graduation.  The thought that the end of law school is so close almost makes me want to jump up and down in class.  Almost...

I'm also happy that my mommy guilt can finally come to an end.  A text stating that Z was crying after being dropped off at my godmother's mom was enough to make me want to turn around.  This was especially hard after how much fun everyone said she was having yesterday.  The pictures are priceless and make me feel not so bad about being away.  Now I know, we'll get to spend the next 6 days together.  




Saturday, September 10, 2011

Fall Cold

I am sick.  I'm sick and will have driven over 300 miles and 5 hours today and 900 miles in the next three.  Z is at home with my entire family, who are keeping her occupied, but they keep saying that she's asking for me and looking around for me.  I feel so bad, especially because we had to leave Liam just a few weeks ago and I don't want her to feel like I'm abandoning her!  Talk about freaking guilt.  And did I mention that I'm sick with a cold.  I have totally forgone even using tissues and have been slowly making my way through an entire roll of toilet paper during class.  I'm looking forward to Tuesday when I can just lay in the bed and play with Ziggy and enjoy the day.  I'll worry about classwork on Wednesday.  Tired doesn't begin to explain it.  I can't wait until these weekends are over and I can look back and say that there weren't that bad, I'm glad I did them and I am 2 credits closer to graduating.

Priorities for the next three days (1) don't get sicker (2) actually see Z while she is awake (3) try to get some sleep (4) try to get some school work done.  Hopefully I'll catch you all on the flip side of this cold, which I hope will be less than a day.  Fat chance, but a girl can hope!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Still Haven't Started School Yet

I still haven't begun my classes yet and it feels weird. I've done all my reading...for the first two classes for each class. This means I'm ahead by two weeks. I was going to try and write my papers ahead of time, but I would much rather have a couple of classes first and then get a good topic. I'm pretty much hanging out around the house, helping my grandmother clean things, throw away random newspapers, and heading out to the stores to buy supplies for the house. My grandparents are refusing any kind of rent, so I've been paying our way by buying groceries, house things, and I think I'm just going to start giving her WalMart or Target gift cards at the beginning of the month as a get around on the rent thing.

We could have gotten an apartment for the 6 months we were here and used all of the furniture I had in my apartment from 1L, but being in this house is seriously helpful. There is almost always someone around for better or for worse, but generally it's for the better. Z has tons of people to play with, they'll even take her to the store or church so I can get some reading done. She loves the constant attention and I get a little break to do laundry, make some food, clean her bottles, etc. I'm also happy for the younger kids to get some hands on baby time. They are good at feeding her baby food, getting her to take a bottle, getting her to nap and even changing a diaper. I usually have to draw straws for who gets to participate in bath time because the bathroom is way too small for 4 kids, plus me and Z. It's nice to have helpers and I guess this is a little glimpse of what it would be like to have other older kids when a new baby is in the mix.

So all in all the living situation is good for now. A few things need to be fixed up and when my grandmom goes away on vacation in a week, I'm going to be doing some serious purging. I don't think she needs the Better Homes and Gardens magazine from 1999 in the bathroom. They will all just disappear. I can't wait!

I'm also trying to decide if I'll be putting Z into daycare here. All of the kids have gone back to school today, so there isn't the same bustle in the house as there usually is. I want her to go because she loved her other school and I'm sure I'm going to need a break once classes actually start. I'm getting in at 12am Monday nights and playing all day on Tuesday would probably make me cry. The things giving me pause are the cost, about the same as at home, but there is was pretty much 1 to 1 attention and a great facility. I think for something comparable it would be a whole lot more expensive here. Hmm, so my part time job may end up just paying for daycare and a little bit of food...choices must be made.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Of course I was in the bathroom

when Ziggy had her first steps. At 9 months and 1 day, the first non-supported steps were made by the little one. My entire family was upstairs and playing with while I went to get the formula from the shopping bag and go to the bathroom. Through the door I hear everyone freaking screaming that she just took her first steps. Needless to say, there was screaming on my end as well, mainly "No she's not taking her first steps while I'm in the bathroom."

At least this way Liam and I both missed the first steps in person. I, then used my cell to video her next set of steps to my sister. Apparently, my sister is the only person that elicits enough excitement to get her to move those little legs. I also have to make people listen to the video with the sound off because my squealing is out of control!

I still can't believe that it's already happening, but I'm looking forward to real sustained walking because it will be so much easier to keep her from getting cranky when traveling. I know that this also means I'll have a baby that wants to take off and make a break for it. I guess I need to start buying shoes.