Hello blog world.
It’s been quite a while since I’ve graced you all with my presence, I’m sorry. I don’t really even know where to begin. Last time I checked in I was a stay at home mom with a 3 year old and a 6 month old. Now, I’m a student at the local Nursing College and have one year until I have graduated as a RN. Big changes, Huuuuge. I have a 6 year old (1st grader) and a 3 year old (starting her first week of daycare this week), what?!
I’m still married to my amazing husband, Colby, and we still live in our first ever purchased home here in Missouri. I work on the cardiac floor of the hospital as a nurse tech and I love my job, however, the 12 hour work days leave my feet and back pleading with me at the end of the day.
I always wanted to be a nurse, really. I remember as a kid I would always put my dolls under milk crates because that was their incubator and I would be their nurse and bring them back from the brink. I chose nursing as my first major too, only I had an advisor who wasn’t too confident in my abilities and told me this wasn’t the profession for me. I have no regrets changing my major to teaching because I did learn a lot and had a great time in the process. I am glad though that at the age of 30 I was able to start all over again and do what I love. Not only am I doing what I love, I’m also getting scholarships left and right while doing it. (I’m allowed to brag, stick it advisor.) This time around I am a much better student, not that I was bad before, but I think as a parent and wife I realize I have people who are counting on me doing well, and as a perfectionist I’m super hard on myself. I have two semesters left and I cannot wait to see where this career takes me.
Emery is starting 1st grade in two days, I want to cry admitting that. We were so nervous when he started kindergarten last year because he is the sweetest little guy and so sensitive, we didn’t want him to get walked on. He has done amazing! We were never worried about how he would do academically because he’s a super smart kid, but socially we didn’t want him to just be a follower. His wonderful kindergarten teacher assured us that he was able to hold his own and voiced his opinion when something was going on that he didn’t like. Leaving kindergarten was bittersweet because he loved his teacher so much, but he is very excited to get started again.
Cecilia is 3 years old now and is getting ready to start her very first day in daycare, ever. She stayed with my sister when I started back to school and we were happy about that, but she’s getting closer to school and needs more structure so we’ve finally found childcare that we think works best for our family. She is the sassiest little three year old and goes nowhere without her baby (a stuffed lamb that says baby’s first Easter across the front), a dress, and heels. She’s giving us a run for our money.
I recently stopped social media, but decided I’d pick up on blogging even if it’s just a couple of posts a month.