Got my new term's schedule..

And it is another breezy schedule! I go every day again, however, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I will be home by 10:00 am. I go in for a two hour class, and that is it. I have three classes total, with Monday's and Wednesdays being my long days. I will be there from 7-1 pm. I can handle that. Especially knowing that my week ends at 10 am on Thursdays. They gave me really long classes this time, which means they are going to probably cram all of the hour long classes into the following term. I will probably have 7 classes between the two days, but they will only be an hour long class. I think it will work, and I need to get those out of the way so I can graduate, so that works. I just want to get it done and over with already!

At least I still get ample time with my sweetie. I don't know how much longer my mom can watch her on the days I need her, so worst case scenerio, I will need to put her into daycare for a couple of hours those days. I feel more comfortable now that she is a little bigger, and is able to do more things. I just didn't feel comfortable when she was so tiny. My mom is needing to find a job that pays money, and I don't blame her. I appreciate that she was able to watch her as much as she did.

On a side note, yesterday I was feeding Kate some freeze dried baby fruits. I thought they were small enough for her, but she had a hard time with the very first one and really choked. I couldn't believe what was happening. I ran to the front door to yell for Mike to come help since he had just left, but he was already gone. Kate was really struggling, and was giving the bad cry..(the one that you read about them doing when they are in panic) so I scooped her up and held her in my hand and slapped her back several times, all while holding her upside down. We were all freaked out..including Matt. I thought for sure this was it, and I was going to have to call 911. She was having a hard time expelling it, and after about 20 back slaps, it came out. She cried so hard once it came loose and I held her so tight. Ugh. It was so scary! I had a good cry later last night, thinking back at the situation while telling Mike about it. It is my own fault in not reading the fine print that they aren't for babies less than 12 months old. I gave the bag to Matt, and said that they were his now. I have been so careful with giving her baby bite pieces too. I am soooo thankful I just got done with my CPR class. Thank GAWD I knew what to do. I was so freaking scared!