My kryptonite would be the lack of coffee! Or at least that’s how I’m feeling now. So exhausted. I had a friend come over today and of course, I had to clean the house…but if I didn’t have my coffee before hand, I’d be dragging butt right now…Gotta have that quick pick me up in the morning. Super-mom or not…haha!
Okay, I am not going to do NaBloPoMo today. I’m going to write about my experience at baby school today. Baby school is basically an organized playgroup, with sing-songs and adult education. A bunch of parents with kids in the same age range. It’s really good. I love going. It’s my favorite day of the week.
Today was no exception. I woke up, as I usually do. Grabbed my cuppa and watched the baby explore. I got her dressed and ready to go and I did the same for myself. Quarter after, we left. DH left at the same time as us to go to work. I took a different way today. Gotta vary that routine a bit…we got to class and all was well. Baby was sleeping, so I just left her in her carseat. The other children were playing on the floor and baby woke up. I rescued her from the carseat and placed her on the floor with the other children while I chatted away with the other mommys. I went to grab the baby from something and as I picked her up, an announcement came over the loud speakers and said, “The school is on lockdown. Teachers. Lock the doors and shut the blinds. This is not a drill.” Some people didn’t hear the “not” part, but most of us did. Panic settled into my core as I watched and waited to see what would happen next. The teacher told us to go into the utility closet since the door to our room didn’t lock (and she did not have a key for it). So we all filed into the closet. Another teacher from the classroom next to ours opened the door to the closet on the other side to find us standing there. She invited us into her room and found a key to lock our classroom from the outside. So the two classes melded together for what felt like an hour…but all told, the time from start to finish was roughly 30-45 mins. I’m not sure that it was even 45 minutes. They validated our feelings of panic and scared. Acknowledging the children are feeling things, too. I was on the verge of tears during that whole time and with being given no information, it only made my heart to hurt more…was someone going to come in and try to hurt me or my baby? If you have never been in that kind of situation, you will never know. I would have laid my life down for my baby right then and there. I remained calm, if not for my own baby’s sake, but also for the other parents and children there today.
I sent my hubby a text message to let him know what was going on and he overreacted a bit, too, asking if I needed him to come get us. It’s that protective instinct–you know, the man must protect his family deal. I’m glad that, if it had been something worse, he would have been there. No question about that.
But, in the wake of Sandy Hook and another school shooting in California, my mind couldn’t help but wander…thinking that I wish I could pack some heat. I wish I could get a Carry and Conceal Weapons permit. The very thought that someone could have been so close to hurting me or my daughter or our friends and me not being able to defend ourselves made me very uneasy. I am just supposed to “trust” a crazy random stranger who may or may not be armed not to hurt me or others. This makes me feel even MORE adamant about wanting to pack some heat in my purse. I HATE HATE HATE this feeling of helplessness. I felt pretty ridiculous (and helpless) in Kuwait when my NCOs put me on guard duty in the middle of the desert…with an M16…without ammo…it’s like, “what am I gonna do if I see a guy who wants to hurt us? Give him a hug?” This conversation actually took place…because someone asked me what I was doing sitting there reading a book. I said, “I’m on guard duty.” “Well, then you probably shouldn’t be reading.” Really. I just have the same kind of feelings now…
Here is the news story on it… http://www.kionrightnow.com/story/20594740/pg-school-placed-on-lockdown-after-suspicious-person-showed-up-on-campus
What is your take?
Sorry that I didn’t post for the last 3 days. I was in Georgia at my aunt’s husband’s funeral and I was away from the computer and I used my phone a very limited amount. Now, I’m back. I had my 10 month old in tow, so life was interesting…traveling across the country twice (to and from) in 3 days. It was a good visit though and the baby did great! Better than I expected. She woke up at 6 am this morning, after going to bed well after midnight last night. She has been napping for over 2 hours now. I am just going to let her sleep as much as she wants today and hope that she will sleep tonight, too. She has a lot of sleep to catch up on. That’s the only disadvantage of traveling 3 time zones…her sleep patterns get all screwed up…and not to mention the fact that we had only been back from Ohio for a week before I disrupted her again. Such is life and we’re doing well. So glad that she’s catching up on her Zzzz’s, though.
So, to answer today’s question, If you were a superhero, what would be your hidden superpower?
I have a superpower…I make milk…haha! Well, it’s true. Not everyone does! 🙂 I love that I can nourish my baby with my own body. She’s a happy and healthy lil thing and I am so grateful for that!
The act of blogging, in and of itself. I WANT to blog more. Just remembering to do so it a struggle…I did fine the last few days, but I am finding myself struggling to do more. Just keep going, as they say…
Oh gosh, where do I start? There have been so many times that I use an extraordinary amount of energy and end up exhausted…start with now…raising a baby. I feel tired, completely exhausted every night and somehow, manage to wake up every morning and do it all again…never even fully rested from the day before. Such is the life of an older mom. I can barely keep up with the baby now. She’s so quick…one min she’s in the living room playing with toys, the next, she’s in the kitchen playing with the refrigerator magnets…lol. It doesn’t take everything I’ve got to get up in the morning…but I would like to sleep past 7 am…
No, I like my sleep. I don’t remember most of my dreams, but I do remember some of them and I am still haunted by a dream that I had while I was in Iraq in 2003. That said, I do love my sleep and I would never give it up, no matter what was promised.
Today, we have to run errands. I need a new dress for the memorial and my hubby needs his hair cut since he’s going back to school tomorrow…he also needs to get a few school supplies and I think I want to get a bread maker. Just a cheapie one, should work, at least that what all my friends say. I looked at reviews for a $40 bread maker and they all say that it works great, except for one person who was not happy with it. Well, anyway, if it doesn’t work, I’ll be taking it back to the store. Still, if it only lasts for a year, that’s still quite a bit cheaper than buying the crap bread at the store.
Speaking of crap bread, my husband and I are working our way towards eating better…eating real food rather than processed crap. Don’t get me wrong, we still eat SOME processed food. We’ve cut out drinking soda. We figured, if you’re thirsty, drink water. We still drink coffee, though and I use cream in it (and that cream is a processed product). We try to eat real food for meals. We eat cereal, but it only has 2 ingredients: wheat and vit e as a preservative. We pour certified organic soy milk over the top and it is yummy. We eat fresh greens at least once a day, sometimes twice. This list could go on and on. We are trying to stay away from genetically engineered foods. Both of us were highly disappointed that Prop 37 didn’t pass in California. That would have twisted manufactures hands in labeling outside of California, because it wouldn’t necessarily be cost effective to JUST label in California…anyway, that’s another blog for another time.
DH is taking a citizenship test online and so far, he’s only missed 2 questions out of 57 so far and there are 96 questions total. The funny part of that is…we’re not sure how many people in the US could take and PASS this exam. He stated that maybe each citizen should take AND pass this quiz before being able to vote…I don’t think that’ll work, but good in theory, anyway…
oh well, time to get a move on…
Preparing myself and my 10 month old daughter to take a trip to Georgia for my uncle’s memorial this weekend. I am leaving on Friday. This will be the first time that my girl will meet my dad’s side of the family, besides my dad of course. It’s unfortunate that a tragedy brings families together. The last sort “family reunion” like this was my grandmother’s funeral in 2005. My husband was able to go to that, but unfortunately, he is not able to come to this. 😦 Oh well.
I used to be a morning person, but I prefer late afternoon to actually getting stuff done. I find it quite difficult to get up before 8 and be very productive. Although, I do love mornings…I’d just rather not DO anything. Most of my inspiration and motivation is later in the day right around 1-2…which ironically is when my daughter usually takes her 2nd nap. That is when I try to get most of my stuff done. However, I used to run errands around that time BC–that is “before child”…haha! 😉 Now, it’s everything I can do to actually get a shower daily or get that load of dishes or clothes washed…ugh…
Funnily enough, I am a better test taker first thing in the morning, though. I typically do better on any exam at 8 am. Knowing this, I tended to schedule my classes (when I was in school) in the morning. Besides, I usually got a better parking spot by having an 8 am class…sneaky, I know…but…whatever.
Anyway, my uncle passed away early this morning, so most of my day has been consumed by trying to make arrangements for travel. I have a flight for the baby and myself. My brother and sister-in-law and I are all going to share a room and a car to save a bit of money. This was an unexpected trip. My husband would have come with me, but I’m not sure that we could have afforded both of us going. Now, as well, I’m not sure I can attend my 20 yr high school reunion. I guess we’ll have to see what the finances look like in a few months. As of now, I’m not changing my RSVP until I know for sure that I can’t make it. I really want to go. I missed my 10 year due to the fact that I was in Iraq at the time…I guess that’s a pretty darn good excuse, but still in all…I was sad to miss it.
Well, it’s my daughter’s bedtime and she doesn’t want anything to do with Daddy at the moment. Have a good day ya’ll.