What's The Point Of A Blog...

If You Don't Blog?

I have no idea. Hence, I decided that I should probably write something. Anything!

First, several of you commented about my "volunteer" hours at the school. I offer the following as some sort of explanation. When The Princess was accepted into this program, I was given my choice of two schools. One school required uniforms. I am not a fan of the uniform policy. The other school did not require uniforms, but I was told that they were "very pushy on co-oping." In fact, I was told that it was NOT required, but that the parents and teachers at this school would treat it like it WAS required. So I knew what I was getting in to. In addition, before The Princess was given this opportunity, I had her enrolled at a school that absolutely positively no-doubt-about-it required 3 hours of co-oping a week. Period. End of discussion. So I figured that it wouldn't be that bad. This year has been more difficult than others in working out my co-oping schedule, that's why I was so stressed. It just felt like I was never going to find a time that worked for me, and for the class. Honestly, I could've said, I can only be there on Mondays from 8:30 until 11:30, take it or leave it, and they would've had to take it because they can really only require so much. But I really wanted to be there at a time that worked for me AND for them -- and this year it was a real struggle to find it. But we've worked it out now. As tiring as co-oping can be, it really does make a difference in the classroom.

On sickness - we all seem to be doing better. For the most part, we were up and moving around the next day. The Dragon and I have had a lingering cough (I think she inherited my lungs), but no one is sick enough to stay home from school or work.

The King is working late tonight. He is hoping to install some new equipment that will hopefully let him sleep at night rather than staying up until 1 o'clock in the morning babysitting computers.

The Princess seems to be enjoying school. She says she LIKES math. Weird.

The Dragon cannot wait for her birthday on Wednesday. She is so excited to be FIVE.

Me? I think I'm loving this new Creative Memories job. I've got my first "Get Together" show scheduled for Tuesday the 18th. I'm slowly getting myself organized and trained, and becoming more familiar with the very new products that are being offered. It really is a lot of fun and I am enjoying it so far. I'm sure I will be really happy once I actually start getting paid! Seriously, getting paid for scrapbooking and playing on computers? This has got to be some kind of a dream. It's just AWESOME.

Happy Mother's Day!

Before I was a Mom...
I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about how late I got into bed. I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.

Before I was a Mom...
I cleaned my house each day. I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about
immunizations.

Before I was a Mom...
I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Spit on. Chewed on, Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom...
I never held down a screaming child so that doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom...
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom...
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom...
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much...
before I was a Mom.

(Author Unknown)

I was bombarded with gifts from the girls this morning. A plaster house from The Princess, complete with her picture in one of the windows. Two bouquets of pipe cleaner flowers. A handprint decorated with jewels from The Princess; The Dragon doesn't want to give me hers, she too attached. A card from The King. The King also let me sleep in and cooked breakfast. Yummy. He was also very funny because everytime I tried to do something (like pour myself some juice or start the dishwasher) he wouldn't let me do it. But then the race (NASCAR) started. Now I'll be giving The Dragon a bath. :P I'm not upset, it's just funny. He did say he would come and wash her hair though.

Happy Mother's Day, all ya'll!