But, it's exhausting. And I'm so forgetful these days, I'm lucky to have my shoes on the right feet every morning.
I know that everything is relative and everyone has their own exhausting schedules, but the first year of teaching (coming in to a class mid-year) with an infant (whom still awakes in the middle of the night) has worn me down. I don't have one child anymore, I have 25. After a long school day all I can think about is dropping on the couch, but that's not quite possible these days. There's not much time for anything else. There's no time to blog or even update my daughter's monthly milestones. Hopefully I can squeeze in the 4 month this weekend.
As for teaching, I'm trying so hard to be the best teacher that I can be. I'm constantly researching new, creative ways to teach the content. I'm also teaching myself content at night before even teaching the next day. Besides, who knew that there were so many interesting things about cells? Not me!
As for Avery, she has been slipping back into newborn sleep patterns. At one time she was basically sleeping through the night and now she is waking up around 1-2 am to feed and then again in just a few short hours. I've read that this is typical for four month old growth spurts, but I'm having a rough time with it. Last night she woke up at 2 and 5. Ay. Hello, long day!
I'm not looking for pity or sympathy, but rather just a listening ear. This post is for myself, really. I know I'll look back on posts like this with fondness about having such a sweet baby girl and not remember how tired I was. And that's why I'm even talking about it. Because underneath it all I know that this too, shall pass.
And now it's 8:45. The moment I've been waiting for all day. Time to myself and bedtime. Night friends.