A good place to begin.

What a crazy week this has been. For two weeks of my life, I have had the joy of experiencing the life of a single mom of a toddler. My bones ache. It doesn't help that these weeks of temporary-single-motherhood happen to be some of the more chaotic weeks in my recent life. Jay has been out of town for 8 days now. I enjoyed the first 7; today, I'm ready to have my husband back. Absence truly does make the heart grow fonder. I have finally begun my senior year of undergrad. I suppose I have technically been a senior for a semester or two, but childbirth delayed graduation until May. I'm in a field that I truly love, and for once, I made a decision I don't regret. This is a pretty big deal, since I usually regret all decisions (even as unimportant as my choice of cereal in the morning) a little bit a least. The first day of class is always exciting. I thought I would outgrow the 'first day of school excitedness', but I was mistaken. I had a hard time sleeping last night. I'm a bit anxious about this semester since it includes the infamous Neural Bases of Speech and Language. Maybe I'm naive, but I'm not scared....not yet anyway. I like a challenge.

I'm (planning to) blog about my last year as an undergrad, my last year as a Tulsa resident, and my last year as a mother of one (maybe?). We'll see if I keep it up.