I had a lot on my mind to share this week, but the blog was lower on my list of priorities. So today I went a bit overboard with 4 different entries. It would have been a disaster to include it all in one for sure. Anyhow, I guess I'm still in a weird way because I'm going to break one of my own rules. In the past, I have said I wouldn't share ultrasound pictures because, well, I'm not crazy about you seeing my uterus and such. I also don't want to get in the habit of blogging only about the baby because there are a few things that come before him in my life (God and Kyle, if you are curious). I'm also going to take up that old fashioned method of journaling using my own hands to record my more personal reflections on my little man. I guess I'm just not comfortable with the impersonal consumption element of the blog where any stranger, random old school acquaintance, or estranged family member can freely partake of what I write here. It's a strange mix of keeping up with good friends and family while far apart and being vulnerable to any audience~it's always a balance. This being said, I want to share the ultrasound video I took at the doctor's office yesterday. Kyle couldn't skip work to join me and requested that I bring this little treasure home for him. We just love it so much and wanted to be able to share it instantly with family. Why not e-mail it? The file is big and this option was simpler (re: Leah will compromise on self-imposed standards when convenience is a temptation). *deep breath* This was not an easy decision. Perhaps you will find me dramatic, but you are going to see my umbilical cord. Yes, I am seriously self-conscious about you seeing things that only doctors and husbands should see. Please don't judge me too much. Also, I hope some day my son forgives me for sharing his male identifier (if you know what I'm saying) with all of you. Here we go...
Our ultrasound technician identifies different body parts. His little face shows up like a ghoulish little skull~ we call these his skeletor shots. It was really funny yesterday because Kyle & I always joke about us spying on him when we have ultrasounds~we can see him, but he can't see us. As if to turn the tables, the baby faced out the whole time I got to watch him yesterday; when he first appeared on the tiny monitor it looked like he was looking right at me! I hope you enjoy this~ especially all you aunts, uncles, and grandparents!
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4.02.2011
3.30.2010
When it comes, I wanna wail MAIL!
It's a happy day when Fabrice has placed a treasure in my mail cubby. First off, it takes me back to elementary school when neat-o things appeared in my cubby as if by magic. Very similar to high school when perhaps I'd find a note from a friend sneakily slipped into my locker. The Gmail inbox just doesn't provoke the same thrill as a tangible little envelope in my mail room cubby. Secondly, when I receive mail, I know that my little students' art work will be put to good use. I thought I may get a big frame back in the states and fill it with all the drawings and such, but I'd rather share the joy.
The third great part about mail has everything to do with how lame school life has been as of late. We are in the throws of tests before spring break. It is serious for the 5th graders~standardized tests handed down from the higher ups in the school district. I don't mind writing a test, but it's nice to administer something I didn't have to make. Some of the responses in the writing section have been HI-larious, and I'd love to share them with you. However, I've made it so far in the school year without getting fired; I probably shouldn't be giving the school board extra reasons to do it now...
Let me take a brief moment to blog about blogs. I never want to go here because it's just so extreme and hardly cool. I started my blog just to keep track of a few adventures Kyle and I have and to share with my family back home. Over the last few months, I've loved reading about different folks' lives on their blogs. Let's just say it was an unexpected gift for friendships to develop from this small writing venture. My exciting mail moments were provided by two blog friends.
Lindsey and I went to high school together. We were percussionists back in the day. She could do it all, but I was strictly a mallet girl. We had a lot of fun back then and kept up for a little while after I graduated. I remember we went shopping at Kohl's once~I still remember a pink turtle neck sweater I picked out that day. Random... I guess we fell out of contact over the last few years. We both lived in Atlanta and I knew she was friends with the famous Jason Tatum. They are so Octane, and I'm a Starbucks junkie. Thus we rarely crossed paths even though we share the love for a tasty brew and a cozy coffee shop. Lindsey kindly shared her blog with me on facebook a couple of months ago, and now I love to imagine her Atlanta life as I read what she's up to. It's like home reading and seeing pictures of midtown.
Put Up Your Dukes is written by Keight. It is due to her enthusiasm and efforts that "Inspirational Squirrel" has become the internet sensation that he is. We met sometime in college at CCF. There has always been a sort of wonder and awe at Tech about ACC athletes. Students become quite star struck when they encounter a campus celebrity. For instance, Will Bynum was in my 20th Century Europe class; he slept through all of them. PJ Daniels once saved my life. Trey Clark and I were trying to get into Curran parking deck during one of Georgia's nasty ice storms. It was very slippery, and I nearly fell on my back. All of the sudden, a kind young man caught me and helped me back to the upright position. Trey always likes to say that "PJ Daniels was on the carry" that night. These examples are to convey to you how impressionable nobodies (like me) in college can be when crossing paths with an athlete. Keight was one of these~she was a super cool volleyball girl. Boys at the engineering school were drawn to the volleyball team like flies to honey. In my memory, I just see volleyball girls at CCF surrounded by a great cloud of fellas. Keight and I never really crossed paths too much, but now I love reading her blog and getting messages from her. Even though I didn't know her well before blogs, it just sounds like her talking through what she writes.
Ladies, you are welcome to make your student art requests known to me (well, really just Lindsey because I know what Keight's heart desires).
Show & Tell~So long as the children are so prolific, this might as well be a permanent feature.
On a final note, forgive my title. If you get the reference, you should know that I worked in child care on and off since I graduated high school. If you don't get it yet, wait until you have pre-schoolers. A plus amis!
The third great part about mail has everything to do with how lame school life has been as of late. We are in the throws of tests before spring break. It is serious for the 5th graders~standardized tests handed down from the higher ups in the school district. I don't mind writing a test, but it's nice to administer something I didn't have to make. Some of the responses in the writing section have been HI-larious, and I'd love to share them with you. However, I've made it so far in the school year without getting fired; I probably shouldn't be giving the school board extra reasons to do it now...
Let me take a brief moment to blog about blogs. I never want to go here because it's just so extreme and hardly cool. I started my blog just to keep track of a few adventures Kyle and I have and to share with my family back home. Over the last few months, I've loved reading about different folks' lives on their blogs. Let's just say it was an unexpected gift for friendships to develop from this small writing venture. My exciting mail moments were provided by two blog friends.
Lindsey and I went to high school together. We were percussionists back in the day. She could do it all, but I was strictly a mallet girl. We had a lot of fun back then and kept up for a little while after I graduated. I remember we went shopping at Kohl's once~I still remember a pink turtle neck sweater I picked out that day. Random... I guess we fell out of contact over the last few years. We both lived in Atlanta and I knew she was friends with the famous Jason Tatum. They are so Octane, and I'm a Starbucks junkie. Thus we rarely crossed paths even though we share the love for a tasty brew and a cozy coffee shop. Lindsey kindly shared her blog with me on facebook a couple of months ago, and now I love to imagine her Atlanta life as I read what she's up to. It's like home reading and seeing pictures of midtown.
Pretty little bird to brighten our home
Put Up Your Dukes is written by Keight. It is due to her enthusiasm and efforts that "Inspirational Squirrel" has become the internet sensation that he is. We met sometime in college at CCF. There has always been a sort of wonder and awe at Tech about ACC athletes. Students become quite star struck when they encounter a campus celebrity. For instance, Will Bynum was in my 20th Century Europe class; he slept through all of them. PJ Daniels once saved my life. Trey Clark and I were trying to get into Curran parking deck during one of Georgia's nasty ice storms. It was very slippery, and I nearly fell on my back. All of the sudden, a kind young man caught me and helped me back to the upright position. Trey always likes to say that "PJ Daniels was on the carry" that night. These examples are to convey to you how impressionable nobodies (like me) in college can be when crossing paths with an athlete. Keight was one of these~she was a super cool volleyball girl. Boys at the engineering school were drawn to the volleyball team like flies to honey. In my memory, I just see volleyball girls at CCF surrounded by a great cloud of fellas. Keight and I never really crossed paths too much, but now I love reading her blog and getting messages from her. Even though I didn't know her well before blogs, it just sounds like her talking through what she writes.
"never alone..."
"...always in my heart"
French squirrels have never before been so charming, and yes, inspirational.
Ladies, you are welcome to make your student art requests known to me (well, really just Lindsey because I know what Keight's heart desires).
Show & Tell~So long as the children are so prolific, this might as well be a permanent feature.
After much guessing, Zackary informed me that he had drawn me the sun. Then he told Zoe that she was no longer his girlfriend, and Margot had assumed the role of Zack's girl. It was a whirlwind of a moment.
I believe Auriana is trying to trade me her lame-o English music cd for my hot Hokey Pokey track. Seriously, the kids never cease to ask when the next time we can sing and dance the Hokey Pokey will be. Who knows~there may be something good on this disc yet.
On a final note, forgive my title. If you get the reference, you should know that I worked in child care on and off since I graduated high school. If you don't get it yet, wait until you have pre-schoolers. A plus amis!
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