I’ve been a bit absent from posting. Life is pretty hectic over here in the Lange-Doneskey house. Hectic in that lots of change is occurring.
Back to work this week for both Jordan and I is bringing butterflies and nerves in droves. I’m always anxious before school starts; I have weird nightmares (sleeping in and being late, forgetting pants, losing my keys), I get nervous about my new students, I freak out about not possibly being prepared enough — you get the picture.
This fall is 100x worse: I’m leaving my infant. After my maternity leave was up in February, I was able to soothe myself just a little bit with the notion that summer would be around the corner. Not so much anymore. December is a long ways away for a winter break, and we’re in school right up until the 23rd. Ugh. He’s watched by family, and I’m so lucky in that aspect, but still. Moms just should never have to leave their babes. Or Dads. Jordan dreams of stay-at-home parenting just as much as I do.
In other news, we also have acquired a roomie — our nephew Derrick has come to stay with us and go to school at Jordan’s work. I’m pretty excited. He’s an awesome 17-year old who likes rap music and Cheez-Its. But in case you’re all shaking your heads at my false sense of bravado, and because I’m an honest lady, I’ll tell you: I’m a bit nervous about being the adult figure to a teenager (off campus, that is).
So between planning and meetings and fretting and whatnot, I’ve developed a tight bundle of ow in my stomach that has harbored there for going on four days. I am very ready for that to go away, even if I’m not quite ready for everything else.
That said, holy cow, look how long my hair is. I haven’t had hair this long since my wedding. It’s seriously come a long, long way, especially considering what I did to it three years ago. Ack.