Crazy crazy whirlwind week.
One year ago I was a stay-at-home mom with no actual plans for a future outside of my laundry room. I’m serious, I really hadn’t thought past putting Georgia into school. Somewhere in my mind I knew I would come up with something for My Life but I really didn’t foresee anything solid. My ideas flowed like spilled milk. They’d spill out, I’d recognize them as a mess and mop them up.
On Monday I met with the principal and head administrator for David O. McKay Academy here in Henderson opening this fall. By Wednesday I was sending in my application to enroll in graduate school and nailing down a program that will help me get my Nevada ARL–Alternative Route to Licensure–by August, a program that will let me teach while getting my masters degree.
As of now, I’ve been accepted into Sierra Nevada College’s Masters in the Art of Teaching (MAT) program, I’m registered for classes starting May 31st, and I have a job lined up to teach High School at DOMA this fall.
That’s a really busy week.
Today I pulled up the test prep for the Praxis, a big ugly test I have to take before I can get my temporary license. The English and reading sections aren’t a problem. It’s the math.
Math.
I hate math.
I don’t even trust myself to substitute teach 6th graders working on fractions. Fractions might be my nemesis, closely followed by algebra, geometry and the mother of all horrors, statistics.
I hate statistics.
I got a D in my upper level statistics course in college and had to get a special waiver just to graduate because even with tutors and the help lab, statistics is like a ball of yarn leftover from a cat birthday party. It can’t be unraveled, all knots.
Today I sat in class working on my Praxis math prep work and kept needing to use bathroom because it’s giving me a stomach ache (this could also be due to my diet and the mass quantities of water I’m consuming). Good thing I’ve got Jason who thinks fractions and percentages and graphs are the funnest thing to do on a Friday night. Every night will be date night for the next two months, it’s like trying to prime a desert pump in here.
I guess the reason I feel like I can do all this is that my kids and I will all be at the same school together, on the same schedule, and I’ll be available to them despite all the crazy that’s about to become my life. That’s my first priority, finding ways to be a working/schooling mother–mother being the key word here.
Bye bye home cooked dinner and mopping in general. We’re going to hit survival mode hard core.
Maybe we can find a house to move to before everything kicks into gear, something with better floors.
I just signed up to finish my Bachelor’s at Weber State. Every time I went back to finish, my husband went and got me pregnant. Now that we know we are done having more kids, I can get my degree to be an art teacher. I will still be working part time, but will also be on the same schedule as my kids. Congrats and good luck on all the craziness!:)
I couldn’t find a place to comment on your McDonalds problem. I started subbing in January and between that and a child in 6am Seminary, by the time I am done at 2:50 all I want are Doritos and peanut M&Ms. I pack a sensible lunch (yogurt, fruit and a lean cuisine) but every day by 3 pm I just want bad food!! So I feel ya! Good luck with the diet. You can do it!!