Just a vent

I know that with being pregnant, I was going to have to expect more doctor's visits. What I didn't expect was that my endocrinologist visit would be such a whirlwind (for three hours at the office), and that I would be tethered to my blood glucose meter.

I mean, don't get me wrong. I know that my diabetes and my hypothyroidism can have an effect on the baby, and I've been doing my best to keep them both in check. I've been good about checking my blood sugars, but obviously not good enough.

This weekend (after the disastrous visit to the endocrinologist), I find myself with an implant - a continuous monitoring system that they will remove on Monday. The idea is that  I might get one for myself (not that I want one - trust me. I hate feeling like the bionic woman) to help me keep track of what my blood sugar is all of the time. I kind of hate having it in me, but there's not much that I can do about it. The problem with this monitor is that I am blind to it, so even though I am having my levels monitored continuously, I am also having to watch very carefully what I eat (carb counting), and checking my blood sugars twice as often.

As if I wasn't stressed out enough to begin with. I'm tired of not having enough money every month, but I can't seem to get a sub job for a variety of different reasons - Tom's car needed the water pump replaced, I've had doctors appointments right and left, and I've been working part-time at Sylvan and continue to teach for UoP, but I'm just afraid that it isn't going to be enough. Don't even get me started on what we are going to do after the baby gets here. I haven't a clue, and the worry keeps me up at night (again, stress isn't good for the baby either).

Maybe I'm just worried that I'm already not a good mother, and I haven't even given birth to our child yet. I really hate feeling like a failure to begin with.

Graduation Day!

Because I'm super proud of him, I'm going to say that today is Tom's graduation day.

Well, it would be if he chose to walk.

But it still counts, darn it! We are going to go out to a nice dinner (assuming we can get in anywhere in town - this place is a zoo this weekend) and then I'm going to spend all weekend grading research papers. Do we know how to live it up or what?

So much for a break!

So I freaked out a bit on Monday and asked my boss at Sylvan for a month off, because I will be finishing up the school year, taking care of things around the house while Tom is off across the globe (or a few states) interviewing for jobs, etc.

Turns out that it is a good thing that I did, as UoP FINALLY offered me another teaching gig. It had been awhile since they had offered me one (months), probably because I constantly turned them down.

However, I did say that when I took the UoP thing, that when they offered me another chance at it, I would take some time off of Sylvan, and focus my energies on UoP in the evenings (that, and it is super stressful to do three jobs in one day).

So - for the next month and a half, I'll be finishing up the school year and teaching an education course for UoP. I'm kind of excited (although a lot has changed in the 7 months since I taught the last course).

Ugh!

I'm a terrible blogger. I got out of the habit and haven't posted in forever!

News: Tom defended his dissertation and is no officially a doctor of thinkology. He hasn't made me call him Dr. Tom too much.

I got to go to Wichita with a club from school and had a lot of fun. I was able to visit my friend, Deb, who lives there, and just enjoy spending time with students when I don't have to be a rigid rule-tender. It was so so nice.

Dad turns 60 tomorrow. He's not very happy about it, and I am sad that we will not be able to see him for a couple of weeks until we go in to celebrate his birthday.

Tom continues to look for a job. I continue to not look, because I really can't until he finds something. So we are still stuck in limbo for that. It is nice that he is done with his defense, though, even though he is still working on making a few corrections to his paper.

The end of school is almost upon us. 5 weeks with seniors and 6 with the rest of the students! I'm shocked - time has really flown this year. I have enjoyed my job a lot this year, but am still wondering if I am cut out to be a teacher for the rest of my life. It isn't bad, per se, but the teachers and administration (and parents!) can make things more of a challenge than I would like sometimes. I am also just wondering if teaching is my calling. I do go through this self-doubt every year, so I'm guessing it may just be the end of the year blues.

Well, that's it for me this evening. I'll try to get some pics up soon - text just isn't as much fun without pics. Spring is in full bloom here in Kansas, so there may even be some flower pics!

Running out of ideas

Sorry it has been so long since I have posted! I was visiting my parents for Spring Break. It was really important to me to get to see them because Tom and I will not be able to get to our family Easter celebrations this year.

He is defending his dissertation on April 6 - whoo hoo! I'm super excited/anxious about it.

I'm running out of ideas for vegetarian meals - you can only eat grilled cheese and tomato soup for so many meals!

No job news yet

Tom is still waiting to hear from the chemical company after the call that they want him to take a written test, which will then determine who will get the job.
He hasn't heard from them where or when he needs to take the test. At least we have a little more information, though! He is one of three who needs to take this test, so pray with us, please that he does well on it!

We didn't do a lot this weekend - went to go see Legion. It was okay - not what I had expected, but an okay film. We took Rick out for his birthday on Thursday and I cooked for him tonight while we watched the Super Bowl.

I finally got the Christmas decorations down - just in time for Valentine's Day and Lent. Tom has informed me that he is giving up meat again. This could be interesting.

I have continued to lose a little weight. I think I need a digital scale, though, because our old bathroom scale gives me a variation of about 5 pounds every time I step on it, so it is hard to say how much weight I am losing.

No-Shave November

I wish I had remembered to get a picture of Tom on the first of the month, as he is participating in No-Shave November.
Other men are participating in order to raise awareness - I think Tom uses it as an excuse not to shave.

I'm okay with it - I like him with a beard!