There goes the summer. In less than 4 hours, my summer vacation will be O.V.E.R. I don’t count the weekend, cause I have weekends off during the school year, too.
Normally, when it gets to be around 1-2 weeks before school starts, I’m ready to go back. This year it’s different. I’m SO not ready to be back mentally or physically. My brain knows this, too. My dreams now revolve around me not having everything I need for the first day of school. I would say I woke up in a cold sweat last night, but since I’m basically always hot these days, it was more of a hot sweat.
In the past I make it a point to go to school at least 1-2 times a week so that I’m not freaking out during the pre-school (pre as in before school starts, not the preschool we run) week. This summer I wasn’t able to come in but one time and only for a few hours. This means, I will be scrambling to get ready in between the thousands of meetings I’ll have. *sigh*
Not to mention the fact that the idea of having to stand and walk for 8 hours a day is freaking me out. Luckily, most of my students coming back are ones I had last year in a lower level, so they know I’m pregnant and that I should be giving birth soon. Maybe I can just sit in my chair and let them push me around the class and preschool. Ha!
Oh, and let us not forget that I have to wake up at 5 am once again. Now, honestly that won’t be such a stretch since I wake up at 5:30 every day to pee anyhow. The problem is that right now I’m able to take 2 naps a day to take care of of my poor sleep these days. I won’t be able to do that anymore. Bring on the 4 hour naps after school like I did during the first trimester.
On the flip side, I have a job. And, it’s a job I love. So I shouldn’t complain. It’s not like I haven’t done this before, so I should be good to go, right? Right??