I got in!!! RN Class of 2015!

i-can-t-keep-calm-because-i-just-got-accepted-into-nursing-schoolFINALLY! Two years of prerequisites and co-requisites and I finally got the letter I have been waiting on- I got in!! I start classes in August and should finish in May of 2015. Life is going to change, I will be even more busy than I have been but at least I am on the final road now, no longer trying to make it to the main avenue!  

I have recently joined a gym to try to get rid of some of the ‘freshman 15 (50)’ I have gained, when we start clinicals in September our uniforms are all white- I so don’t want to be a marshmallow look-a-like! :-)

I am so excited to get started; our orientation is on the 25th and I wish it would get here already! I want to know everything!  I will be going to my mom’s in Dallas for about a month between orientation and when classes start so that will help keep me distracted I hope! Time has practically stopped since the letter got here! 

In other news- my daughter graduated pre-school last week- winning an award for being the most dramatic of her class….. yeah, proud parenting moment there!  It sure fits her though!  Her first day of kindergarten is also my first day of nursing school so it will be a exciting day all around!


Time, Energy, Future, Present

Time, I have so much time, but it is filled with so much right now. When I am not in the middle of doing something I am thinking about what I need to be doing.  I am always trying to figure out my next move, the next assignment, the next appointment, the next test.  The amount of energy I have is not matching up with the amount of time I spend doing things.  My future is so close to me but it feels like a million miles away when I am lacing the energy to do the things I need to do right now. 

If only things were more simple, there are so many semantics that go along with every decision and every goal.  I want to become a nurse. I want to get my bachelors in Nursing… before I can do that I need to get into the Nursing program, but instead of being able to just apply and go – it has to be difficult, I understand having classes that need to be completed before you can apply, totally, I appreciate that, it makes sure you are serious before you can begin the program… BUT do they really have to only allow you to apply once a YEAR? Because I have ONE class left to finish I can not apply to the Nursing program next month. The program will not start until Summer, by the time I started the program that one last math class will have been done. But because I can’t apply I now have to wait a YEAR, NEXT march to apply. Adding a whole year to my schooling before I can work. 

The other option is to try to apply to another school 45 minutes from here, but that has a whole new set of problems, I have to work out the transfer, financial aid, credit transfer, just a lot of hassle. I am going to do it, it is worth it to finish my education a year sooner.  But it does not make it any easier to deal with internally.  Just so much stuff to work out…. 

That does not include the house cleaning, organizing, budgeting, a three year old that I swear is a 13 year old me in a tiny little body- so much attitude comes out of that little girl!  The biggest blessing is that Joseph started working again, my goodness that has been amazing, the level of stress that cured was outstanding.  I was terrified that he wouldn’t find a job- or that the job he did find would have crazy hours, low pay, and be worse than before. But by the grace of God he got his old job back, and it seems to be going well. Normal hours, more pay than unemployment, less stress, ahhhhhhh….. :-) 

It will work, I will get a degree, I will stay in school until I do- and I will love every minute of this crazy- stressful life!


Mommy FAIL… did Easter early..

Easter Basket FAIL

So I work from home, I don’t get out much, in my head Easter was yesterday… we did the whole celebration- egg hunt, basket surprise, the works and then call my father-in-law to wish him a happy easter, the first in the series of planned ‘easter’ calls… well, what do you know- Easter wasn’t yesterday, it isn’t until THIS Sunday!   Ooops!! After I got over the embarrassment I decided to embrace it- it was pretty funny, I mean at least we didn’t forget it all together, we just did it a bit early! Right?

Easter CandyI still feel pretty bad for not being more on top of dates, I am horrible at forgetting family birthdays, never get Christmas cards out on time (if at all), something about me and dates just does not mix well!  For that matter when I write down dates I am still writing 2010 most the time!  Please tell me I am not the only one that sucks at this!

Easter FAILEven though it was the wrong date Taylor had a blast and the ‘real’ easter will be even better, this was a ‘practice run’!  Now she knows how to hunt for eggs so we will take her to the big city easter egg hunt and she will rock it!


Two Year Olds are Such a….

Blessing, pain, joy, sanity tester, adventure,  blast! Yep, all of the above! My daughter is at an amazing age, two years, seven months…. She has really been developing her own little personality and while it is amazing to watch it can be tough!  She is full of spunk and seems to love life, especially when she is getting away with something!

We recently turned her crib into a toddler bed and that process has gone smother than I expected but at the same time has had some funny results!  Every few nights she falls out, will whine for about half a second and go right back to sleep on the floor, and when I go n there to put her back on the bed she looks at me with a little sad face and says ‘i falled’ and goes right back to sleep.  She also loves to take her books to bed with her, every night she sleeps with about 5 dolls and at least four books, trying to wrap her little arms around all of them- and they all have to have covers too by the way!

Taking her to the park is the best, watching her react to other kids has to be better than the funniest of movies- she spends a little time watching the other children before she will really interact, but then once she decides if she wants to interact it is all over, running, screaming, laughing, you name it, she just goes crazy- then there are times that she makes her own judgement about other kids, not sure how to handle this one just yet, but you can see it when it happens, she will watch for a while and after a bit she makes this little expression, kind of like ‘naaaw’ and goes and plays by herself.   I haven’t been able to figure out the difference in the kids she chooses to play with verses the ones she chooses to avoid- hopefully that means she will end up being a better judge of character than I ever was as a kid!

While she does some amazingly cute things, like crossing her little arms and pouting, or the faces she makes when eating something new, this age has also been one of the toughest for me, the repeating of words over and over, no patience,  not understanding when we say she will get something ‘when we get home’, and keep asking for it…. over and over and over… Not being able to have a conversation with each other without hearing mommy mommy mommy daddy daddy daddy lol.  Yeah, it is tough, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.

My biggest fear is doing something wrong, not teaching her something right, or not fostering the independence and confidence she needs when she gets older.  What if putting her in time out yesterday makes her end up in a bad college- what if getting on to her after hearing the word candy for the 800th time Valentines weekend gave her serious long lasting effects she will see through adult hood?!?!  I know how crazy that sounds, but i can’t be the only one that worries about that? Right?


More priceless moments missed because I’m unorganized

Do you know where your camera is right now? I do.. Do you know where your camera batteries are? I don’t… Because of this flaw in my organizing skills I have now missed at least two amazingly good picture opportunities.   See, when I clean I tend to put things away, and for the first part of my cleaning spree I do great… then I start to get tired of cleaning and that’s about when I start putting things where they don’t belong… like the camera batteries that got put ‘somewhere’ so that I wouldn’t forget them and now I can’t find them.  Yeah, that’s me.

So those amazing moments?  Well the first was yesterday, after a horrendous wait at the doctors office for a checkup with Taylor that lasted well past nap time,  we finally get home and the battle begins over napping – she had hit that point where she just was too tired to go down easily.  After about an hour of fighting I hear a shriek from her room, I run in there and see her soaked from head to waist with milk… it is all over her face, her hair is white and she is just sitting there with a expression that is half crying and half ‘I didn’t do it’ – she had ripped the lid of her sippy cup off while she was laying down drinking it!  It was all I could do not to laugh out loud and clean her up while being stern and saying the whole ‘this is why we don’t chew on the lid like that’ speech.    No camera batteries… Fail…

Oh yeah, and she won that battle- no nap at all yesterday, that made for a fun day for everyone by the way.

Skip ahead to last night, about 2 in the morning, I hear a thump and a wimper/cry, I run in to check on her and she has fallen out of her bed and went right back to sleep in the middle of the floor!  We recently converted her crib to a toddler bed and this was the first time she had ever fallen out- it might be a little mean or crazy but I would have LOVE to get a picture of that before I scooped her back into her bed!   But…. no batteries…

And instead of getting up and looking for those batteries before I miss another opportunity, I am sitting here drinking a diet coke and writing this because I just finished a hour long bedtime battle- which I won this time!