So yes, occasionally it does happen...I avoid things. Right now, I'm avoiding homework. Dear LORD, there is SO MUCH of it!
Stress is a bit of an issue this week. I have a ton of homework to do (though I technically have two weeks to get it done) and the instructor just opened up a brand new module of it, which I am refusing to look at currently, for fear of a panic attack. So much for taking a little down time, unless you count typing this while some ridiculous Real Housewives show plays in the background because I'm too lazy to change the channel.
We have an event at school tomorrow night too. It's kind of like a big party that we throw for students and their families. This year it just seems very abrupt and thrown together. We're not sure if we have raffle prizes. We don't have a map of the layout of the event space yet. I asked about the movie situation (because we play movies for younger kiddos) and there's not been much of a response. I offered to bring in some DVDs from home and when I looked at what we have, I realize that Netflix must be saving us some money, because we have very few new DVDs. No Princess and the Frog; no Shrek Ever After. I don't think I can show Easy A to a bunch of little ones. I have to hook up all the game systems and I'm not sure where they are, if all the parts are there, if we have games to play, or if we have enough TVs for them. Erg!
All the stress makes me want to do homework even less, but I need to get a bit more of it done. I'm sure stress isn't good for my little parasite either. I'm drinking a soda too...my first in over a week. It's a bit lack-luster, but I think it's been in that suspended state of being open for long enough that the fizz is falling out of it, so sucky. However, it does contain caffeine, which I may need since I went to bed MEGA-early last night. On the bright side of things...I pooped out almost two pounds. That was AMAZING! Sorry if that's an over-share, but you know, it was a level of awesome I've never attained! I never knew how cool #2 could feel!
An interesting thing occurred at school yesterday. A student decided to bring one of our teachers a gift and placed it in her desk before she arrived. When she got in, he told her there was a present for her in her desk. Her immediate reaction was one of, "Why were you in my desk?" When she opened the drawer, she found 10 (I said TEN) giant cockroaches! Um, gross and nasty. The teacher could only really gawk and state, "This is not ok." I applaud her for that, because I'm sure some four-letter words would have fallen from my lips. Everything was taken care of, but I just have to shake my head. The student actually purchased the cockroaches and wasn't actually being malicious, but still...<shiverrrrrrrrrrr>
An update of the craziness of Monday. Pelvic rest continues, just to be safe, but there has been no more crimson-ness, so I think things are just fine. I haven't had any cramping, other than the normal "my uterus wants to stretch out" kind and my only true symptoms of pregnancy remain extreme tiredness and cravings for food. Aaron is preparing my favorite dinner tonight (pork chops and brown rice) and I will shortly be doing an impression of a cave-woman, shoveling in food by the handful. Well, I should tackle the textbook sitting in front of me before food arrives and I'm unable to achieve anything other than a spectacular food coma. Maybe if I get some more of this done, I'll watch some Glee or my week-old episode of Big Bang Theory. Is it possible that if I play it loud enough, my kidlet will grow up to be a genius? Perhaps I'll take a stab at it. This will obviously be a long-term study; results to come in 5-10 years, whenever higher aptitudes become obvious and our child is a Picasso, Mozart, or Einstein (or perhaps a finger-painting, pop-music singing kiddo with a chemistry set).
Peace out!
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