 
 
    i had no idea what i was in for when i got ready for my last year of college with a new baby. 
  no.idea.
  at i’m not even full-time. i have a whole new respect for those girls who are taking 12 credits {and more!!} after having a baby while their husbands are also in school. 
  i thought it would be easy.
     two classes
    two hours/three days a week
 
  piece of cake.
     yeah right. going to class is the easy part. 
    [minus today when elijah had two major meltdowns before i could go to either class]
 
  there were so many times i told adam i wanted to quit. 
  what is my major really good for anyways?? [human development?? i’m still wondering what marketable skill i’ll really have after all of this… instead of left with time lost/major debt]
     papers, tests, readings, syntheses….
    +
    baby tugging at your pants whining
    +
    teething??
    + 
    husband gone most of the day then comes home to do his own {papers, tests, readings…}
    +
    all the other stuff a wife is supposed to do 
    +
    the stresses of the other wife-y things not getting done
    =
    A LOT OF WORK!
 
    i can’t wait until this year is over. 
  i absolutely cannot wait! 
  but even more, i can’t wait until i can look back on this time and say:
  “I DID IT!”
  cause adam is right.
  i’m going to be proud of my degree [marketable skill or not]. and i’m always going to be proud of having my little chunker. 
  and i’m going to be proud that even during such a horrendously stressed out time, i got to spend it with my little babe and get to know each other. 
  {even if i do want to run away sometimes….}