Scratch That

What a long week. I am very thankful it is the weekend. Even though my weekend is a little crammed I am glad it is here.
I got a pleasant sup rise yesterday - the paper is going to print my story. I will be interested to see what questions they choose to use and how they frame it up. Also how horrible the picture they took will look.
My unpleasant sup rise was as terrible as this sounds the return of one of my students. Which is terrible because I work with kids. I shouldn't feel this way. It isn't his fault. He isn't getting the support he needs. I hope when Gabby hits a certain age when certain behavioral and learning issues can start popping up we don't turn a blind eye. I see that allot. It's sad because I am not qualified to say "Hey I think your child needs some help". What is also sad I am not very qualified to provide it. So I do the best that I can but sometimes at the price of my other students. And that is where I struggle. I have some great kids who have to endure redoing things and not getting to do things because we are spending so much time on these children. Don't get me wrong they need time and support. But am I the person to be doing it? I guess I am because sadly no one else is. Now that I am a Mom I don't understand how people can just turn a blind eye to their child. I would do anything for Gabby. She is my baby - shouldn't tat be part of being a parent?
Ugh, my rant for the morning. I haven't even had my coffee yet! :)
In happier news my little lady is starting to sit up on her own, hold her bottle, and just generally reinforce while they call this time a baby's life the golden stage. She is almost close to perfect.
I never thought I could love someone as much as I love her.
She is pretty frickin' awesome!