Sunday, June 22, 2008

"School's out for summa!!"

Ok so maybe this is a little late, but I just couldn't leave this out since it has been such a huge part of my life. I taught the TWO most adorable preschool classes this year. One class being mostly 5 year olds and going on to kindergarten next year, and the other just 3 year olds (about half of them turned 4 during the school year). For most of my younger class (3 yr olds) this was their first experience being in school. I taught at Challenger School, where the preschool program is quite different from most preschools I've ever known. They have a very unique curriculum. It focuses a lot on preparing children (yes, as young as 2 years and 9 months!!) to be self reliant and a lot of phonics, math, art, science,and just day to day logical thinking. Some of my little 3 year olds were even reading! Although I can honestly say I have never worked so hard in my life (60 preschool age children can be pretty tiring, not to mention all of the preparation and work I put into it at home too) I just can't even express what a fun and rewarding experience it has been. Which brings me to the last day of school....THAT was a lot harder than I thought it was going to be. It's so amazing how attached you can get to these little guys. I'm not gonna lie, it's nice to be done and be at home (which I didn't see much of this past year), but there were some tears...I guess this would be the perfect example of the term "bittersweet".

The last day of school was a circus party. We got to dress up as clowns or any circus character. It was really fun and a good way to end the school year. My little friends had fun. Nothin' like a party where overalls would be back in style!

Here are a few pics from that day.

This was my younger class, I forgot my camera for my 5 year olds.





The circus wouldn't be complete without a tight rope...




I had to put this one in too. Because...a)this is the only picture I have with me and one of my kids (one where we actually knew our picture was being taken). And b)this little guy and I had become really close. He was enrolled in the "extended program which I also taught till 6:00 every night. (I told you I was NEVER home!)
Me and Nick. Isn't he so cute? (I hope his mom doesn't mind that I put his picture up!)

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

1 year down...many, many more to go.

It's so hard to believe that one year ago today I was on my death bed. Literally. I was in the ICU at Alta View Hospital, with a machine breathing for me. For those of you who didn't know, I had a stroke June 11th, 2007...Yes, you heard me right, a stroke! Crazy I know. It was the result of a nocturnal seizure (which basically means it happened during the night while I was sleeping). It made me pretty much stop breathing, and what little breathing I did do was apparently not sufficient. Bret, who sleeps with headphones in his ears, didn't hear my agonizing noises, so we really don't know how long I had gone on like that (me being unconscious and all). We do know that it had been too long since my brain had had enough oxygen to function properly...hence the stroke. Luckily I have no memory of this (duh). The last thing I remember was going to bed on Saturday night in the comfort of my own bed, and then waking up on a Tuesday afternoon in a hospital bed with a tube down my throat and my hand strapped down. To say that I was confused would be a huge understatement. I cannot tell you how horrifying it is to have no idea what is going on and looking up and seeing tubes all over the place and strange people you've never seen before in your life. Being that I had never been in an ICU room before, I really was not quite sure where I was. The room was so small (at least from what I remember) and nothing like any hospital room I had been in before with the nice big windows, bathroom, and tv. Nope not at all, this room was like a box. ugh. When I think back, I just feel so terrible for Bret, and my family. How awful would it be to not know if your wife was going to wake up, not to mention if she did wake up, she would not be the same girl you remember. I think at one point the doctor told Bret that there was a chance that I would have to learn to do simple things like tie my shoes all over again. Can you even imagine? I still think of that horrible experience every single day. I can't believe how incredibly lucky I am to be here. Not only that, but with great health to boot! In fact I feel healthier than I have in a long long time. It still took some time to recover, but by the time fall came I was back to work, and feeling more and more like my old self. I am so grateful for such wonderful family and friends who cared for me so much. Here's to many more great years to come!...

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Birthday surprise.







Let me just start off by saying I have the sweetest husband. My birthday was earlier this month. I went to lunch with my mom and my sister, and when I came home this cake was on the counter. All perfectly decorated...even with 28 candles! Most people who know us well, knows that Bret is amazing in the kitchen, so it comes as really no big surprise that he just whipped this up while I was out to lunch (the pictures do it no justice at all, by the way). He just always amazes me. It was a good day :) Love you, Bret!

Congratulations, Brittney!!



Last weekend I went with my parents and my sister down to Cedar City to see my niece graduate from high school. It is so hard to believe that Brittney is all grown up!! Kind of makes me sad when I think back to when she first came to us. My sister had her here in Salt Lake at Cottonwood hospital. I remember that day so clearly, and how devastating it was when they left to Cedar City to live just a few weeks later. (I know, Cedar is not that far away, but we had become so attached it was really hard) We have always been really close. I feel like she is my sister more than my niece. I am so proud of the sweet, beautiful woman she has become. Congratulations on your graduation!!! I love you, Britt!