So I was just reading my last post and heard just how naive I sounded. All you mommy's out there were probably thinking I shouldn't have had my hopes so high... and you were right! I am still pregnant. My due date is Sunday, my next appointment is Wednesday, and I will be induced at the end of that week. I still might pop on my own which I am really hoping for but not holding my breath. It looks like Blythe WILL have the famous Baker stubborn streak. My last appointment had me at barely 3 cm and 80% effaced. When I left the office doc said to make my next appointment just so we don't jinx anything. Maybe that statement is the jinx... she said that the week before also.
I went back to work on the 20th and got to set everything up for my long term sub. I planned to start the year with the students, but after being almost in tears every night after that first week, I decided to start my maternity leave early. So Tuesday came and I didn't get the first day jitters, I didn't get to meet my 6th graders, I didn't get to compare first days with my coworkers... and I thought I would be just fine. I was wrong. I missed it much more than I thought I would. First impressions are important when building relationships and I didn't get to make one. When I go back the kids will be all settled in and all thoughts of trying to impress the teacher will be out with that first week of school. I know once baby girl gets here I won't have many thoughts about work, but while I wait I can't stop checking emails and asking how things are going... I might complain about all the extras teachers have to do but I love working with my students. I love building relationships with them and being someone they can trust. AND no matter how bad my feet hurt I always love the first week of school.
I guess almost having a child of my own made me think a lot more about that first day. We had quite a few in our circle of family and friends that started kindergarten this year, some who started a new school, and still more who just started a new grade. I've never really thought about what a big deal all that is until this year. I worried and prayed that they would have nice, caring, patient, and consistent teachers; that they would make friends that were good influences; that they would be courageous in learning and exploring; that they would have a sense of humor instead of anger when things didn't go their way. The social part of school was always so hard for me. I was so shy I was too afraid to ask to go to the restroom... I hope the kids in my life don't ever feel that way. I hope Blythe never feels that way. I pray she is brave and doesn't care what others think. I pray she is outgoing and embraces whatever it will be that makes her different from everyone else. I pray I know how to show her the importance of those qualities...
So this post was suppose to be just an update but ended up a lot mushier than I expected! I guess it fits my mood this week!
Hope everyone has had a great week and this should really be the last post before Blythe Elizabeth arrives!
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