Bittersweet Day
Friday the 22nd of June was my last day at St. E. I had been counting down, dreading, and looking forward to this day for awhile but some of the emotions I felt still hit me by surprise. My morning started with my mom getting up to make breakfast for me on my last day living with them. It was such a blessing being able to live with them for the last three years that I can't thank them enough.
Once I got to work it really was a very chill relaxed day. I had a student who is so awesome, so I was able to talk and say my goodbyes or see ya laters to the many people that made St. E such a great place to work.
Around 3:00, as I was anxiously awaiting my exit out the door, I got a nice surprise. I was sitting right outside OR#3 and I felt it. I felt the baby kick a few times. I had thought I might have felt it before but really wasn't certain if it was the baby or just a gas bubble, and I refused to get all emotional and excited over what very easily could have been a gas bubble. These few kicks were definitely kicks. It was so exciting to finally feel the little baby move, which made it all that more real to me.
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