I'm going back to school. Yes, I am. I made the decision to do so before Finn got her ASD diagnosis and am now just a little bit intimidated by the whole thing, but I'm gonna give it a shot anyways. I've been wanting to go back to school since I finished my degree 10 years ago. The time now seems right. Or at least it did before autism was named at our house.
I could say it's just a name. A word. But it's not, it's more than that. ASD means extra time running around to different programs and such, trying to get her as much help when she's young as we can. It means learning how to parent her and lots and lots of research. But it also means that she will likely qualify to go to school full time next year in kindergarten instead of the typical half day. That, coupled with the fact that their new school will be only 1 km away instead of the 15 through some of the most ridiculous traffic for a small city known to man that I am currently driving, I'm hoping that this new endeavor will turn successful.
It will be a long haul since I'm starting from scratch. I don't plan to talk about it much on here, but it's what I'm doing. Part of me is very excited. I just got my first assignment back this morning (I'm taking everything by distance right now) and I got a 90%. Oh yes I did. I haven't lost my touch. Too bad it's just an introductory English course and since I already have a bachelor's degree and since I grew up speaking English it's probably not really anything to be all that proud of. But still, it's a good start. It does take a little something away too though that the assignment doesn't even count toward my final mark.
Ya, I think that part's pretty funny. 90% on an assignment that doesn't even count. Way to go Amanda! Awesome job.
And that, besides being another year older, is what's new with me.
(Oh, the crazy hair. Do you see that rat's nest? That what happens when Finn sleeps. Seems one of the way she comforts herself is by rubbing her forehead against her pillow.
Ask me how much fun that is to comb out on a daily basis.
Real fun, I tell you. Real fun.)