Today I’m subbing and I feel like I could collapse now and take a nap on the desk.    The past few afternoons I’ve been falling asleep on the couch and in bed by 9:00-9:30.    I have absolutely no energy starting around 7pm.

The kids thus far have been horrible and I sent one to the office already for saying “I don’t give a f—” after I told him he couldn’t visit his friend in homebase.   If I was going to get written up by a teacher…I would want it to be a better sentence than “I don’t give a f—.”
Where’s the love?

Boy, I love the smart kids and kids that like the topic you’re teaching.    Too bad they don’t have an advanced home economics class full of future housewives that I could be teaching!

I called the fertility center and at first we thought that they made an error and that they scheduled our u/s for 5 weeks instead of 6 weeks.   But today I called and they like to do an u/s at 5 weeks.    So, I went ahead and rescheduled it for 10/3.    I figure since we’re leaving for San Francisco at the Syracuse Airport we might as well go for the u/s before.

Of course, I’m still having mad TP and underwear checks and I’m so damn paranoid.   I’m on these vaginal suppositories that tend to exit your body just as soon as you put them in.     I wish I could just forget the miscarriage and be happy about being pregnant.

I just have to keep telling myself “one day at a time.”