I have two weeks left before the chaos that is my life starts and picks up again.  I have one more semester of pure and utter pain and chaos and then I am hoping things will settle down to a manageable amount.  This coming semester is going to be crazy.  I will be working my 20 hour a week grad assistantship, teaching 3 classes at the community college (also during the day), having office hours for those courses, taking the kids and picking them up from school (limiting my work time from 8:45 am and 2:30 pm) and take classes M/T/W nights from 5:30-8:10, supervise student teachers and still have time to see my children, husband, do homework, grade papers, and prep for teaching.

Sounds crazy doesn’t it.  I know.  But this is my last hectic semester–aka the last semester I have to take more than one night class.  I don’t know how much of the other will really change much but at least I’ll be able to be at home in the evenings so that my family doesn’t forget what I look like.  I know that my predicament is of my own design–if I wasn’t set on sending Noah to private school–I wouldn’t need to work three jobs on top of going to school.  I am getting so close to being finished with my PhD and I try to ward off my mommy guilt by reminding myself that my kids have a great dad who is wonderful with them on the nights that I am not home and that they are so young they aren’t going to much remember that I am gone so much at night.  If I put school off or stretched it out–Noah would get to the age where he would begin to notice my absences.

So for now, I am going to enjoy being at home and maybe take a nap…