Well I guess despite my best efforts, summer vacation ended. I now find myself in the middle of week 3 of the 2010-2011 school year. 2011? Sounds like a Sci-Fi movie....
This year is an especially special year. I am starting my 7th year of teaching. And 7 is my lucky number! (Well, really it's my BLESSED number.) Can I just say that I LOVE MY NEW JOB!? I love my new co-workers and students. It feels like I've been there for years already. I love that I see my babies all day long! I love that I pass my daughter's kindergarten class 20 times a day! I could not have a better working situation (other than to be a rich, "homeschool mom" who travels the globe and teaches on location.) But, I digress....I have the best job on planet earth.
I only wish I had more time to stop and blog. It seems that as I jump back into the grind of everyday life, I only have time to come home in the afternoon and get ready for the next day before I crash for the night. I find myself longing for a time when my kids can be more independent, and yet, I clutch to these days when Brian and I are the center of their universe and can do no wrong in their eyes. I look back on my life and see how fast time flies. It seems like yesterday I was wanting to be big enough to stand at the bus stop all by myself, and look at me now with three wee ones of my own. I have said it before, and actually I say it a lot: "I have my hands full....of blessings."
This year is an especially special year. I am starting my 7th year of teaching. And 7 is my lucky number! (Well, really it's my BLESSED number.) Can I just say that I LOVE MY NEW JOB!? I love my new co-workers and students. It feels like I've been there for years already. I love that I see my babies all day long! I love that I pass my daughter's kindergarten class 20 times a day! I could not have a better working situation (other than to be a rich, "homeschool mom" who travels the globe and teaches on location.) But, I digress....I have the best job on planet earth.
I only wish I had more time to stop and blog. It seems that as I jump back into the grind of everyday life, I only have time to come home in the afternoon and get ready for the next day before I crash for the night. I find myself longing for a time when my kids can be more independent, and yet, I clutch to these days when Brian and I are the center of their universe and can do no wrong in their eyes. I look back on my life and see how fast time flies. It seems like yesterday I was wanting to be big enough to stand at the bus stop all by myself, and look at me now with three wee ones of my own. I have said it before, and actually I say it a lot: "I have my hands full....of blessings."
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