Never Say Never

     If I haven't learned one thing about life, I have this one gem in my pocket:  Things are NEVER as final as them seem.

     Lately, I've been busy "nesting" both at home and in my classroom.  I never thought I'd be preparing my classroom for up to 33 five year-olds and no aide.  And I never thought I'd be preparing my body & home for a baby at the age of 44.  But alas!  That seems to be the mission I find myself on.

     Naturally, I am both excited and scared on both counts.  Teaching to our state's rigor with little to no support in the classroom is a huge responsibility.  And so is bringing a child into the world minus a father.  Am I being selfish on the latter count?

     No.  I have way too much love to give another soul.  I need to try by any and every means possible to make my little family (party of 2) a reality.  Now that I have a doctor that believes in me and more importantly believes in his ability to make me a mommy, I can't turn the opportunity down.

     I have taken the first step.  Actually, getting healthy was my first step.  Now that my doctors have deemed me fit, I can concentrate on phase 2.  Most teachers get new clothes for the school year, but my doc is giving me a new uterus (actually, a D & C) which should make my ovulation regular enough to get prego.  And once that happens, time is my only enemy.  Well, that and the hunt for a baby daddy.

     Stay tuned for Phase 3!  The search for a qualified donor...