I have no clue why Michael Jackson songs are on my brain-radio right now, but alas, that's just how it is.
I have so little free time these days; I dream of having time to write in my journal or blog here; of time to bake; of time to organize my photos and even time to clean my house. Having a toddler is far more exhausting then an itty bitty baby. I felt well rested those first six months. Of course, I was home those first six months and able to nap whenever Ethan napped. But now, it's nonstop. The kid never stops moving (or running or laughing or rough-housing or drumming... you get the picture). It doesn't help that my mind is super full and I'm just as mentally exhausted as I am physically exhausted. I love teaching and I love my class, but academic life isn't confined to just me and my class. I know I'm being vague, but it's best to not put all the dirty laundry out on the line.
But this is it-- a quick update at best. I'm ready for spring (eternal spring). I'm ready for a break.
1 comment:
I hate to tell you this, but age 2 is way more active than age 1. It is fun, but exhausting.
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