summer is almost over

As I acknowledge the fact that today is Aug. 1st, I realize that school is just around the corner. This summer has gone by extremely fast; it feels like yesterday I was packing up my room for the summer break. Now I will be unpacking it for the start of another year. So many things will be different this school year: new principals, old friends not being there, new people in our department, new baby, etc. etc. I must confess that I'm kind of ready for school to start. Don't get me wrong, the idea of having to wake up at 5:30 makes me want to hurl, but I guess I'm just ready to have a 'purpose' again. Besides there is nothing good on television during the day anyway, so why not work? I'm sure two weeks into school starting I will regret ever having said that I was ready. And I don't dare say it in front of my friends; I think they would kill me on the spot. My summer has been good, very very uneventful but good. I definitely needed the break. I guess another reason I'm ready for school to start is because that means the closer I am to my due date. I'm ready for this baby to come out and see me and his dad. I haven't hated being pregnant. I've had a very easy pregnancy for sure, but I'm ready for it to be over and I'm ready to hold him in my arms instead of in my uterus. Now if there was just some way I could skip the whole labor and delivery portion of this process and just go from being pregnant to having a baby, that would be fantastic.

The other day Andy and I were at Babies R Us (our new favorite store) shopping for some things and we stumbled across some Halloween costumes for babies. I am shocked seeing as how it is only August 1st, but I guess the earlier the better. We found several cute costumes for our unborn child, but decided to wait. This whole experience sparked a conversation between my husband and me on the subject of what we dressed up as for Halloween. I must say that every once in a while as an adult I unlock one of those treasured little gems in my memory that I've completely forgotten about (or blocked) and get to laugh about it now that I'm older. This is exactly what happened when we were talking about our old costumes.

I remember vividly that one Halloween before I was in school I wanted to be a ballerina. My cousins who were a few years older than me were having a big Halloween party at their house and I was invited of course. I was super excited because I had never been to a Halloween party before and because I got to wear my costume. I'm not really sure what possessed my mom to do this (probably lack of funding I'm guessing) but she went out and bought a pajama set that looked like a ballerina costume. It had a shirt and matching pink pants that were footed and it had been screen printed to look like a ballerina costume. It even had a flap of a "two-two" built in. I didn't know any better so I thought this costume was awesome. I was a ballerina just like I wanted to be. Well the night of the Halloween party came and I excitedly dressed in my costume......err.......pajamas and my mom informed me that I had to wear tennis shoes over the footed pajama part because she didn't want my feet to hurt or for me to get stickers. So reluctantly I put my tennis shoes on over the faux ballerina slippers and we went to the party. Everything was going great until my future arch nemesis Carrie Mullins showed up to the party. She was also a ballerina, except her mom didn't buy her pajamas. She had on the real deal with a real two-two and real ballerina slippers (that bitch). I was so envious and devastated all at the same time. Here she was an actual ballerina and here I was some kid in her pajamas with her tennis shoes on. Come on! And that is my very first memory of Carrie Mullins and I never liked her. I told this scarring story to my husband and I was laughing so hard I was literally crying. Thank God for being able to look back on parts of your life and laugh, even if it involved wearing pajamas on Halloween. Thanks mom!