Just GRADUATE Already!
You guys, I saw the craziest patient that has ever existed this morning in the screening clinic. I desperately wish I could tell you the story. Sigh. I hate you, HIPAA. You ruin all my fun.
In other news, my former classmates are in their last week of school right now. I am so jealous that it’s kind of obscene. I know, I know, I had that wonderful year off and I have my beautiful baby. But listening to them talk about senior week events and graduation and where they’re going next year and how they’re done with all the bullshit of dental school is pretty much killing me. I was supposed to be graduating now, too. I’m supposed to be Dr. L in a few weeks. But I’m still just Julia, with a crapton of work ahead of me for the next year, and it’ll be without all my friends around to commiserate with.
It’ll be fine, I know. But even though I’m going to miss them all, I’m at the point where I’m ready for them to just graduate already. I don’t want to be reminded of where I “should” be or wonder what life would be like if I had somehow managed to stay in my old class. I just want them all to get outta there so I can keep plugging along and not wish I were them.
Okay, I needed to get that out of my system. Thanks.
Caroline is doing pretty well these days. Well, to be honest, she’s kind of in one of those phases where you repeatedly tell yourself “this too shall pass”. This is the golden rule with babies/kids, I am finding. Just when you think you can’t take another minute of the whining and crying and temper-tantrum-throwing and clinging, the tooth pops through or the chest cough heals and you have your sweet baby back. I know this will be just like the rest of those times and it will end, but for now I am tired.
The gross motor stuff is the same as ever, so we are having birth to three come to our place this Friday to do another evaluation. Part of me hopes that she will qualify for PT just so we can get some help (I really can’t see her walking by 18 months), but another part of me hopes they smile and tell me she’s perfect and everything is fine. Not pulling up by 15 months isn’t a great sign, but a mama can dream, right?
Hmm, this post is kind of a downer on all counts. Oh well. Can’t win them all. Here’s hoping for a more positive one after Caroline’s EI evaluation on Friday!Add a Comment