Monday, May 3, 2010

parenting, finals, & blogging

The hardest thing about parenting - dog parenting - is when I can't just do what I want to do. After a day busy day surrounded by 100 12 year olds - the last thing I feel like doing is playing with Agnes. I miss the days when we could run her up and down the stairs about 3 times and she would be pooped for the rest of the day - those days are certainly over now.

On another note - we went to Moes last night with some church friends - and I could literally feel the tension in the room- from the students working there - then the students getting a quick bite to eat before spending more time cooped up studying for finals. I couldn't help but giggle in the relief that the finals phase is forever finally over. I remember being kind of scared to talk to people during finals. Everyone is so incredibly stressed out and you just never know when someone might snap.

Now that I'm a "blogger," I kind of feel the pressure to live a life worth blogging about. If I come home and do absolutely nothing - then well - I'll have nothing to blog about. Blogging has been a hot topic in our place for the past week or so. I've loved it. I told Tom on Friday that I could just stay home and blog all day, and well, do things worth blogging about. Tom compared it to the Christian life and how when we become Christians we want to tell everyone about it. And maybe I have the idea of living all wrong. Instead of waking up thinking what I can do to blog about, I should think, what can I do today to please the Lord?

Here is my first attempt at a baby present: I can't decide if it's fabulous or ghetto fabulous. I got the idea from Little Birdie Secret's blog.

Also - here's a shoutout to my mom - found it on a car at Wal-Mart.
Countdown to summer: 15 school days! There are so many things to look forward to right now: baby shower and shopping in the ATL this weekend; Hank and Kimberly's wedding next weekend; ladies weekend on Memorial Weekend; beach with my family; visiting seminaries with my hubs- oh summer... come on!

1 comment:

  1. When are we going to have a baby to go under that super-cute baby hat?


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