So, yesterday was the beginning of the end for me. I had my last first day of school. It's a strange feeling. I mean, I've been going to school for 16 years. I've had 16 first days of school, 16 sleepless nights, and 16 before school blessings. I'll never quite have that same sensation again. It's strange really. What happens after this? I mean, everybody who knows me (seriously, everybody, even the girl I met in my Judaism class today...) knows that I want a baby more than anything, but when I'm realistic, I have to consider the fact that even though I'll stop taking the birth control relatively soon, that doesn't mean instant pregnancy. It will probably take months, maybe even years. So, what am I going to do in that time of limbo? I mean, I certainly can't sit at home sewing my baby quilt while I wait for a baby to come... But, how will I get a job? I mean, seriously, who's going to hire the girl who will only want to work until Corison comes along (that's not future werf's real name)? So, will I be stuck working at Western Wats even with my college degree? Well, that would suck. So, I don't really know what I'm going to do with my life. I almost think it would be great to just be pregnant nowish and then have the baby come as soon as I'm done with school but my academic conscious (aka Corey) thinks that would be a Bad Idea. He's probably right. Anyway, I know most of that has nothing to do with the first day of school, but it's what this last year is going to bring. I'm kind of scared, but it will all work out.
