Not such a super day. I had a little cry fest on the way to work so I called my mom for comfort. She calmed me down and we decided that we would like adjoined padded rooms.
The kids were butt heads. We had a cold front move in (read: it dropped below 60 last night), and like clock-work their ability to listen shifted with the barometric pressure. It is amazing how that happens. I was a very unsuccessful teacher today, but I survived without having a mental breakdown. Hooray for me!
I am so tired of thinking that I am not even going to broach the toxemia topic. I will say this. All I am praying for is the strength to make it through whatever may come. That's all I can really ask for any way.
People say that God only gives you what you can handle. Perhaps he has me confused with someone else???? There are quite a few Jamie Littles in the world.
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