Done at work. Way done.

I taught my last class of the semester yesterday.  It wasn't my best, that's for sure.  I don't know if I made any sense at all.  I am very out of it these days and can't really focus.  But, now that it's over, I'm not going back.  Done with work, done with school.  I've made my arrangements for my GA to grade exams and compute final grades.  So I'm not going back there again until way, way after this baby is born.  It feels good.  There are always things hanging over my head at work, but I'm feeling pretty good about leaving them behind for a while and not worrying.  I've got to give myself space and time to focus on my new baby. 

I say all of this but I am teaching an online class in about 5 weeks.  I've got it pretty much ready to go I think.  I've cut the content back somewhat, something I know the students wouldn't mind since they always complain that I assign too much for a quick summer course.  I just have to remember to turn the course "on" so to speak when it is time.  I think I can handle it. 

It is funny to me how many students came out of the woodwork asking me for time, meetings, help in these last couple of weeks.  They are oblivious of course.  I've tried to be helpful but still, I know I'm not at my best.

Last Dr appt this morning before the excitement starts next week.  Should be fine. 

I am so ready.  I want my body back.  I want my hands and feet to return to normal.  Stop hurting.  I want to be able to hug the monkey closely again without the big watermelon belly in the way.  Let's do this.