Everyone Has Their Own Agenda

I have seen a few posts on Facebook lately that make me want to quit again.
I have to literally step away from the computer and take a deep breath to NOT fire back some snarky comment.
With everything that we have experienced here at the Williams' home, I have to work very very hard on not spitting nails at people.  Instead I have to remember that God is in charge, and that we would not be going through this experience if He didn't think we could handle it.  By HIS grace, I am able to keep moving.  My life experiences are not those of someone else, and I am thankful that the struggles we have, help me to see others more clearly, and perhaps, understand WHY THEY ARE SO FRIGGIN' OBTUSE AND SELF-ABSORBED.
Deep breath in...deep breath out...
Keegan is struggling with his shots right now, and there is nothing... NOTHING worse than seeing your son in turmoil every time he needs an insulin pen.
6 times a day right now.
I hurt him yesterday when I gave him his lunch pen and I just wanted to throw myself in front of the nearest snow plow.  I can't cry in front of him because it only makes it worse. I want to be strong and patient and understanding.  But sometimes it is very very hard.
Will was "nesting" this weekend and he got the wall in the baby's room done and all of the new book shelves and art display put up in the kids' room. It looks awesome. The baby's room is turning out to be the nursery I always wanted, so three is definitely a charm in decorating babies' rooms.
But three is good. We don't need to do it again..really.
I am 36 weeks and my due date was a month from yesterday.
Doc said that he would induce at 39 weeks, but I am still up in the air about it.  I feel like the answer will better present itself in a few weeks.  I just want to see how I feel after Christmas. Maybe waiting won't be such a big deal.
But waiting until the middle of January...uh...I am not THAT patient.
In a bit, I need to go in to school.  My long-term sub is starting today.
Apparently she is YOUNG, with a strong religious college background and taught in Africa for two years.
Well, really, could they have found someone MORE LIKE ME?
I am being facetious.  You know that, right?
So I am nervous because I have a certain "stash" of smelly markers, pens, and books that I want the kids to keep their mitts off of.
I have very specific RULES in my room: namely, don't touch any of my shit.
We seemed to have a very good understanding before I left, but what kid is going to want to remember their strict English teacher if they don't have to....
So I am just going in to "remind" the new girl that nothing had better be ruined while I am gone.
I was up most of the night fretting about it.  This is what teachers do: they fret about smelly markers.
I am going to try to present myself in a rational way, however, I will be buzzing around the classroom hiding things in cupboards at the same time, so I am sure she will think I am crazy.
Just pray for me, new teacher.
Okay..Will left about 30 minutes ago to drop the kids off.  I was a little crabby and anxious this morning, so he probably went to Panera.  He looked really handsome so I am sure some retired lady is hitting on him....sigh...