Geez- this post was way more mushy than I intended it to be.
I promise my next post about my classroom will sound snarkier. I just wanted to introduce the reason I do
what I do before I actually go do any of it.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Who I am
I feel like I should let you in on me and who I am before I start
posting a bunch of the crazy that is my classroom. My name is Jeremie (pronounced just like a
boy. Thanks a bunch for that Mom). I live
in a suburb of Kansas City with my two adorable babies. I guess Addie isn’t technically a baby
anymore, but I’m planning on denying that for pretty much ever. I actually never thought I’d have kids. I
told my (now) husband Andrew that I have 25 kids all day and then they go home
and I get to sit on the couch. Then a
month after our wedding, I got pregnant with Addie. Well, that turned out to be the greatest
thing I ever didn’t mean to do. She
is…awesome. She is the most perfect
child for me. Stubborn, smart,
compassionate, funny… She told my mother in law that the chips she bought were
“gross. They taste like dirt.” I know
it’s kinda rude, but she is two and she got it from Pinkalicious so you can’t
be all mad at her. Being a mom has
changed me. It is SO cliché, I know, but ask anybody. It softened me up a little, and it made me
fight like heck for my students because now I can see her face on all of their
bodies. I know what I want from her teachers someday and that wasn’t what I was
giving my kids before her. Here is my
Addison.
Love this girl.
Then there’s Cooper. My nice, mellow, opposite of his sister
little (big) guy. He was twelve pounds
when he was born! My OB actually
apologized to me after all was said and done.
But Coop ended up in the NICU for some breathing issues that they
couldn’t figure out and I changed even more than I had with Addison. I was reminded about what is important in
this world- and it is about giving all that you’ve got to the people who need
you. We spent eight days in that scary
place and then were lucky enough to have a healthy baby we could bring home.
And now here we are six months later. Every time I look in his eyes I want to
be better. What an awesome way to grow. Here’s a picture of the sweetest little
boy ever.
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