It’s the first day of Christmas vacation… And I’ve been up since 5:30 (which technically is sleeping in, so I’ll take it!). The last three weeks have been CRAZY and I’m actually not sure how I survived. Teaching before Christmas is more exhausting than running any marathon. I promise.
The snow has started falling here in Maine and from what I learned last year- once it starts, it doesn’t stop! We were snowed in last weekend and as I write this we are waiting out an ice storm. Thankfully, we still have friends come visit us ;).
Pregnancy wise- I have been feeling really good (except for catching a stomach bug a few weeks ago…). Nick bought me a treadmill for Christmas and gave it to me after Thanksgiving because it was already so icy outside (and -14 degrees). I’ve been running a little more than I was earlier in my pregnancy- but just because I’m feeling so much better.
Nick sold some of his books in order to pay for the treadmill. That’s true love, people. He loves his books as much as I love Elaine.
(This situation didn’t end so well….)
We’re now in the third trimester!! I feel like I woke up one morning and had suddenly passed from “cute” to “that’s huge.”
Some things students have said:
*they have named our baby “Taco” and will only refer to him as that (6th graders don’t make sense…)
“I can’t wait for Taco to get here so I can trade Pokemon cards with him.”
“If you send Taco to this school, I bet he will hate gym because that teacher makes you exercise.”
“Mrs. Lutzo, did you know that sometimes pregnant women are really grumpy?” Me: “Yes, do your math!!!”
This happened on Friday:…this student (who shockingly is the same student who never knows what’s for homework, or what page we’re on, etc…)…”Wait…what?!? Mrs. Lutzo, you’re having a baby?!?”
“Is it a girl or a boy?”
“Oh, that’s too bad. But congratulations anyway.”
I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas!