Tuesday Truisms

I feel like if I start a theme for blogging then I might stick to it. I want so much to stay on top of this blogging life-especially when the snark is flowing. But man, these kids might lock me in a closet one of these days. ;)

Tuesday Truisms:
1. Winter sucks. Enough said.
2. Grad school is moving by too fast. I might graduate one day...that is if my advisor will ever meet with me. She is not my #1 fan. I am not even sure she knows my name.
3. I am writing my first paper on pregnancy loss. I cry through every article I read.
4. I am getting way too close to the end of my PhD program. They are throwing around words like exams, dissertation, graduation and job talks. No.
5. Next week I turn 31. Holy shit, when did I get to be old??
6. Christmas is coming...I think that makes me happy. I feel thankful--thankful for my wonderful husband, my amazing daughters, my angel baby waiting for us in heaven, my psycho dogs and electic friends...or should that be eccentric.
7. My new pump arrived. It is my new BFF. I love it so much I kissed it last night.
8. Marshmallow mocha creamer rocks my socks off.
9. Teaching a toddler to use a toilet is more complicated and painful than childbirth.
10. I am a dirty co-sleeper...but I am not sure that is a shock to anyone.
11. For the past week, I have felt like life was organized, in control, and that I would not fail out of my PhD program.
12. I love my coffee maker and I love that caffeine does not bother Lucy.
13. I cut milk from my diet and it is killing me.
14. Is the worst vegetarian in the world and has eaten steak tacos every week since Lucy was born. :(

I think I am a constant ball of crazy nerves. Somehow yet still calm? I teeter on feeling like supermom and superfailure. Today was a good day--Emily and Lucy both were in good moods, we baked muffins, Jim took Emily shopping, and I will get about an hour of work time tonight. I didn't lose my patience, I didn't feel frustrated, and I didn't feel stressed out. I like days like this. But, I did't think about the things that scare me. Will I fail out of school? can I really survive a dissertation? When will my advisor dump me? Will I ever really find a job? How can I put Lucy in daycare? How can I juggle two kids, a life and my doctoral program? Will I every heal from my pre-eclampsia? Sigh.

Until next time...