WOAH---time for an update!

We pray you all had a very Merry Christmas and have gotten off to a great start in 2011. In all the craziness of school starting, finding out that we are expecting TWINS, and the holidays, it seems that I have neglected adding pictures and updates on our blog.

As you can see, one of our biggest Christmas presents was finding out that two little bundles of joy will be added to our family in May. And just to keep things gender balanced around here....God is blessing us with one sweet lil' boy and one sweet lil' girl!

Here is a picture of the bump about a month ago. Although my sisters were starting to question if there is really two in there, there is no denying it now! The bump is growing bigger everyday and Daddy Dan sure loves feeling them move. All the planning, organizing, nesting that comes with preparing for a new little one has definitely begun. Dan has already experienced the pure JOY of putting together not one but TWO cribs.....and it's only just begun. I hope to be better about posting updates now......so stay tuned for more! :)

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Sometimes, we aren't okay.

*******I am writing from my own personal perspective. I do not claim to be representing all teachers during this time. We all have had different experiences navigating education during a global pandemic. Some are struggling through far worse and some have been impacted very little. As always, I write for my own processing and with hope of being an encouragement to someone else to keep fighting the good fight. Be honest with yourself and others. Teaching is a different kind of hard right now. It's okay if you're not okay.********* I have had this experience lately that has really started to bother me. I am usually out walking or at the store getting groceries and I run into someone I haven't seen much since school has started. They see me and immediately ask, "How are you? How's school?" Their care and concern is obvious, as is the sweet kindness they are showing, knowing full well school must be a little different right now. Their questio...

Dearest Teacher...You are sure great.

(If I could be with you face to face, I would grab you by the shoulders and speak these words.) Dearest Teacher............ You are sure great. The work you are doing is valuable and immeasurably good. When the questions came and the doubts were cast, You kept going. With a mask or without a mask, You have showed up for your students. Online or in person, You were prepared and poured out excitement for learning Whether you felt it or not. Years have passed. So many days, so many challenges. Criticism and encouragement, And you are exhausted. Covering more classes and dodging sickness. Encouraging words, I know fall short. More self care or a hot bath, Is not the solution nor will sustain you to keep going. Even the "just do it for the kids" feels like a another pour From an empty cup. Do you wonder if your cup has a bottom Or are you drowning in the positivity you hear. You are sure great. Just words. But I'm going to keep speaking their truth-- You are sure grea...

Dear Politicians,

You don't know me, but I am but one in the great army of teachers that wake up each morning ready to take on the challenges that face our public schools today. You don't see me, but I arrive at school early to make sure I have everything in place so that not a minute of precious learning time is wasted with these dear little ones. However, my morning of planning is often interrupted by an ever-swinging door. The door swings open several times every few minutes to former students stopping by to share their latest successes, to show me their new kicks, or to just grab a hug before the day begins. Every once in awhile the door swings opens to a parent wanting to discuss his/her child's progress or a concern that needs my attention. The door also swings open to my colleagues, just checking in to remind me of a deadline or to ask a question about our new curriculum or assessments. And....then my teaching day officially begins. As I prop open that ever swinging door, the real ...

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