summer!

I am counting down the days, of so much.
Days til finals:
Days til work's summer schedule starts:

So, much of my life lately has been spent going in circles. It's finals time, schoolwise, so I've spent hour after hour of my "free time" trying to tie loose ends, in an attempt to ensure I pass all my classes.
On top of that, it's spring. And with spring comes tons of warm weather, which means the monkey wants to be outside, now please! It's nonstop go go go with this [almost!] three year old, I swear. If she's not playing in the background, she's wanting to go to the park, or take a walk, or ride her bike, or go do this, or that, or... really, it never ends.

In the midst of being mommy to that not so little bundle of beauty and attending classes I'd really rather not being attending, I'm also working, five days a week.

And, then, throw in the fact that, randomly, recently, I started "dating" somebody. [the term 'dating' is used loosely, because really, I'm not quite positive what we are doing..] It's a slow process, mostly because I'm so swamped with end of the semester school stuff. But, we've got feelings for each other and in the midst of conversations about such feelings, we've discovered, well, we're the definition of each others' "something different." Because of him, I smile a little more.

So, yes, when I'm asked if I'm ready for summer, my answer is most definitely a yes, complete with an exclamation point. Because, really, who wouldn't be ready to replace their schoolwork time with boyfriend time?

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mommy, wow, i'm a big kid now!

With barely a month until the little one's birthday, I find myself more amazed everyday. I find it quite hard to believe that somehow I played such a big part in creating her, in bringing her into this very world. How such a thing could happen, I'm still not sure.

She's growing like a weed. I know that's something everybody says about every kid, but it's true. She spends every other weekend with her father and when I pick her up on Sundays, I can't believe how grown up she looks, and sounds. She's so full of energy, and on top of that, she talks, a lot. She's a very inquisitive girl; her favorite word is most definitely 'why?' She's a smart little cookie [which I'm also aware every parent says about their child, but really, I'm amazed that somehow I helped make this little girl so smart!] She's learning how to spell her name, and not just that, but she can write as well. She knows how to make an H, and can muster up an a as well. She's nailed down the i [a line and dot, mommy!] and the l is pretty easy. The y's a tough one, but y'know, she's getting there.

She gets a kick out of being big enough to help with everything; turning on the washer, putting laundry in the dryer, helping with the dishes, setting the table at dinnertime, or her favorite, feeding the animals their meals. It's not even that she's big enough to help; she's so independent. She tries to do it all herself; the greatest adventure of independence thus far? Pottying. Talk about fun. [I can't even remember the last time I had to buy pullups. That, in my opinion, is ana amazing piece of awesomeness in itself!]
She has her girly side [tea time, dressup, and baby dolls] but loves the boy stuff, just as much [spiderman, army men, and bugs.] She's to the point where she's [slowly] learning how to share and take turns. We spent the evening with a friend and his little one recently, and I was quite surprised at how well she did with sharing. And, the please and thank yous? She's got it down.
It really is a neverending adventure with this one.

Bottom line, I guess, is my little baby isn't such a baby anymore. [She makes it known too; "Mommm, I'm a big kid, okay?"]

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