"I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to 'cut back.' From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible."
(Erma Bombeck)
Sunday, April 18, 2010 at 9:44PM This blog entry is about one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to face (besides cancer and divorce). I’ve never written about it before and I’ve rarely talked about it, even with my own family. It’s only now, nearly 20 years later, that I’m reckoning with the emotional distress that infertility has caused in my life and marriage.
Saturday, April 10, 2010 at 10:39AM My first week of teaching high school students is behind me. How do I feel? Depleted--emotionally, physically, and mentally. I knew this was going to be a challenge and a steep learning curve, and it is. I knew that the certification class, the books, and all of the advice given to me by fellow teachers would not be enough to cut it once I got into the classroom, in charge of a room full of teenagers. I knew that the only way for me to become a good teacher was to just get in there and do it.
