Finally legal

Yesterday I passed my CDL certification for good. I now have a valid class B license, which allows me to drive a school bus legally however unappealing that may be to me. For those who don't know, I was required to get my CDL because I coached volleyball. I managed to hit a parked car, stall the bus by not having it in neutral, and cause the emergency hatch to completely detach from the top of the bus. Did I mention I only drove 4 times? After all that I found out the bus I originally tested in was 501 pounds too light, so I had to start the process over. I am so thankful to be finally finished.

15 Weeks

I'm not too sure what happened, but if you look closely, there's a little baby bump poking out. Actually you wouldn't believe how many questions I've gotten on whether there's more than one in there. Does that mean the due date is off or I'm pigging out too much??? The morning/afternoon/evening sickness is still there. It went from being "food-specific" to "frankly it does not matter what the heck goes in my mouth." Until I can feel Little Bit moving, I guess our toilet time will have to be the main means of communication.

Back to School

Today was my first day back with students. Here are some highlights: One of the administrators called me in to the office with such a serious look on his face. My first response, "Does this have to do with something big and yellow?" (For those who may not know...I have my CDL but would rather not.) He looked at me and said, "You have on a white shirt." I about fell on the floor laughing. I then proceeded to tell him how this pregnancy was all a ploy to get out of driving the bus next year. He reassured me how quickly I'd be back on my feet and sitting behind that 20 inch steering wheel. I was thinking there would be several months to recoup post-labor so why is it that he referred to recovery in terms of WEEKS???

My students were too funny today. A two of my "fighter girls" previously taught and a boy I'm convinced is Mr. Cooper's son from Hanging with Mr. Cooper, were giggling about a question they had to ask me. Coop (name changed) said, "I don't want to ask you this because it seems so mean, but we have to - I have to - know...Are you pregnant?" After I confirmed their suspicions the fighter girl said, "Oh, cause you were looking kinda big."

It's going to be a fun semester. Fingers crossed. I know we go to a public school, but I am positive that 99% of those kids said a prayer today for a snow day tomorrow. We'll see.