So last night I had a very terrible nightmare..one that woke me up crying and had to wake the hubby to help calm me down. Let's just say that the nightmare was about every parent's worst fear (losing a child)..but there were still some dream elements in it, to make a bit less realistic. My brothers were back in elementary school and we had to pick them up at St. Joes (they are college age now). And I got really offended when the principal at Bridge Creek did not send out an email to the staff alerting them of the news (which should have been the least of my worries since I don't work there anymore and didn't in the dream haha..) Ok, enough of retelling it because it is making me sad again!! It ranks in one of my top 2 scary dreams. The other one being when Richard (my brother) was a baby, so I must have been 6 or 7. I dreamt we were in a wild west town and we were standing on top of a building with a white fluffy dog. The dog walked toward the edge of the building and fell. Richard crawled after him. I just remember how horrified I was after that dream. So much so that I still remember it! I'm sure last night's dream will stick with me forever too. Okay dream analysts, give it your best shot!
Enough dream talk. However, last night made me realize all of the emotions of this coming week. Excitement, fear, and stress. Here go the explanations:
I am SO SO SO excited about starting at Cardinal Newman. Not only is it the school I went to and many teachers still work there, but so does my momma! It is also an exciting feeling to not have to walk students in a line to their related arts classes, or sit with them at lunch, or teach 5 different subjects!! I will miss the cutesy stuff you get to do with elementary school kids, but I am going to try my darndest to use cutesy stuff and gear it to the middle school age!
I am SO SO SO scared about leaving Amy for daycare. My baby is healthy and happy. I am so worried about her catching something from another child, or getting hurt by another child, or something happening and me not being there. (please note: I visited with her last week and the kids are all precious- even the 25 pound 8 month old!! yes you read that correctly) The past 4 months, I have had total control over everything that goes on in her life. Now I am relinquishing control to pretty much strangers. It is a disconcerting feeling. I guess lots of parents go through this. And they survived. I will too. But in the meantime, I have been soaking up all the love I can get from sweet Amy because tomorrow I drop her off for her first day. I don't have to report to school officially until Tuesday, but I need a practice day. One that I can drop her off, go set up my classroom, and come back and get her a few hours later. I don't think I could do it cold turkey for a full day. So, please, say a prayer that I am not constantly worried about my girl!
Lastly, I am feeling STRESSED! Why am I stressed? Oh we only have daycare starting, Alyssa starting middle school at one school, Dyllan starting 6th grade at another school, and me starting a new job.. at a new school.. in a new grade level. Let's just say it is going to be a CrAzY two weeks! Oh, and there are a few special birthdays coming up (a certain fairy godmothers...and some more but they aren't as important!) All I have to say to the remainder of August is BRING IT!
Finally, I will leave you with a picture of my sweet girl!
