GuanAd's Haven

Friday was my last day at Northland. I realised that I was more attached to my students than they were too me.. was sort of sad. I wrote them a poem as a parting gift. Now I am considered as a student teacher. A paid student. That sounds great right? Little apprehensive about being a student again. Can't remember when was the last time I handed in a thousand word essay. Well..
The first day started off with an MC. Yes.. I'm sick again. Have been really weak after birth. Think I already visited the doc 3 times in 6 months. This time the medical bill escalated to $46 bucks. What stupid waste.. thats like 1 tuition session.
Well, it wouldnt have been so if I hadn't played with Jo and almost broke his arm. Yes.. this little boy swung his body backwards and i was holding his arm hard to prevent him from falling.. then there was this "cruck" sound. He cried so hard.. i thought i had dislocated his arm. Was so paranoid and worried. Many thoughts came into my mind. 1. Will he lose the ability to use his left arm? 2. Will he have to be put in a cast. 3. Everyones gonna condemn me for being a lousy mum. Oh shit! I felt horrid and turned to God in desperation. Thank God, Jo was back to his active self after a sleep. Brought him to the doc for a checkup. He seems fine. It was such a scare. So that disrupted guan and my day of events. All my doing.

I wish i could deliver to my responsibilities beter. As a wife, a mother, a worker and a child of God. Oh BUCK UP Ad!