Back That Thang Up

Let's back up here a bit.

When we got back from Wisconsin, I only had about a week before heading back to work for the school year. Sophie was moving around like crazy at that point, and you could totally tell she was going to take her first step very soon! I prayed and prayed that she would take that first step before I had to go back. I even sat her down and made her promise that I'd be there when she did it. TWO DAYS before my first day, we were in the church nursery and she reached that major milestone! I was SO relieved that I was there for it and that our sitter didn't have to lie to my face to avoid telling me she did it while I was gone.

Then school started and the craziness began. First of all, this transition back to work was definitely harder than my transition back in December. Sophie is so much fun now and we had such a great summer together. It was much more difficult to leave her all over again. To make matters worse, after three days back with our old sitter we decided it was time to switch daycare situations. We found a friend who said she was willing to help out for the year. Well, two weeks later she decided it wasn't working out for her, so we were back at square one. Matt was still job searching at the time, so we decided he would stay home with her. About 2 days into that he got a job! MAJOR PRAISE! We are so excited, but it put the pressure on for finding a new daycare. Needless to say, all of that was very stressful. Thankfully, we had a week or two before Matt started, so we had a little leeway. Matt starts this Monday and on Friday we finally found a great fit for Sophie! We are praying it works out as well as it seems that it should and that Sophie transitions smoothly.

In the midst of all of the daycare drama, my school thought it was a good idea to rearrange my schedule and the classes I teach on the THIRD day of school. Yep. You read that right. School had already begun and they gave me a brand-spankin-new class to teach. Freaking awesome. Not really. I pretty much feel like a first-year teacher all over again. I'm teaching 2 preps I've never taught before, along with my tried and true 11th grade English.

There was a night after work when Matt and I had put Sophie to bed and we were sitting out on our patio, when I realized that I had NEVER been so stressed out in my life. My baby was being jumped around from place to place and not dealing with all of the transitions very well at all, she was getting 3 new teeth all at the same time, my life at work was a disaster, Matt was hitting dead-end after dead-end with the job search, and the only thing that could solve all of my issues would force us to declare bankruptcy. Quitting my job just wasn't an option...but it sure was tempting.

Now that Matt's working (or about to start), we have a great daycare option for the school year, and things are settling down at work, I finally feel like I can exhale. And that's a good feeling.