Being a working mother is HARD! I used to give 100% to my students at school even if it meant getting to school at 6:30 and not leaving until 6:30 those first few weeks… well times have changed. I get there at 7:40 and I leave at 3:10. If it isn’t finished I leave it there. I bring nothing home. I am so proud of myself for being able to do this, and I love the time I get with Kennedy in the afternoon, but boy does it make the work days hard. I feel like I am so far behind at work and all I can do is da
y dream about when I will be with Kennedy again.
I hate sending Kennedy to day care. It hurts me so much still to let someone else raise her during the day. She has been bitten twice by my friend’s baby since we have started going there. I really don’t feel like she is in danger, but I HATE to drop her off.
On the good news…. here is a new photo shoot! (Click on the Photo)





Can you believe my baby girl is 12 weeks old? Officially she will be 3 monthes on Friday. I have to return to work on Thursday which leaves me with a hole in my heart. Am I really going to pay someone to raise my little girl? I know it is going to get easier, and I know I don’t really have a choice right now due to money, and I really really do love my job and it is who I am, but this doesn’t make it any easier or hurt any less to know that I will most likely miss most of her firsts. It pains me to think she won’t be napping in my arms, or spending every waking (and sleeping) moment with me. It pains me to think that she is going to love Mrs. Sherry. My heart hurts so bad thinking about what is going to happen Thursday morning as I drop my baby off at someone elses house. The good news? This lady is wonderful and I am so thankful that she is going to be able to keep my sweet baby. This lady will love Kennedy and Kennedy will love her too. This lady has been doing in home day care for years and I have met several people who know how wonderful she is. And more than anything, I love my job. I love my students and a teacher of kids with Autism is who I am. I love Oak Pointe and I love my co-workers. I guess that is a lot better to leave her to do something I love than to leave her to do a job I don’t. When asked who I am I previously would answer “I am a teacher of kids with Autism.” I thought of my students as if they were my own. A few things will be changing this year. Who am I? I am Kennedy’s mom. What do I do? I teach kids with Autism. I will always love all of my students, but there is a new number one in my life. I heard someone the other day say that if you live your life in this order than everything will work out just fine: God, Family, then work. 

