Quiet Time

Lately things have been good. I was excited that my baby girl finally uttered the words mama. I am sure she will be talking my ears off in no time...lol. Yesterday as I explored the area, I may have found an area suitable for raising her, great school systems, convenient to all stores,  close to the water, not too far away but far enough from the grandparents and the rest of the family, and to top it all off, the people were really nice. Just random strangers, it is important to me that people are nice, living here people are just so rude, and I don't need that type of energy all day every day.  It is a well kept up area, so when everything works out, then we will be moving there. It's early in the morning I should be reviewing my material for the written portion of this exam coming up on Friday, but since the little one is asleep and the house is quiet, and I have been so tired lately (trying to exercise and rid my body of this baby weight), I haven't made the time to sit and write, so I decided that instead of writing  late at night, I would wake up early, and after chatting with God, reading my daily bread, getting a snack, and before the sun and my little girl rises, I would sit and just write. Anyway, as I was searching for material (books) to study for my exam, first I was surprised that I kept so much of this stuff, second, I am so happy that I don't have to go through professional school again. But, the good thing is that now when I am reviewing the material, I know it, because I have actually had a chance to use it ( well not in a 11 months), but it is different than when I attempted to learn it without having any experience. As I look back, I know it was no one but God that help me make it through. I used to cry and pray so much, because I didn't know how to study. Everything in terms of school work just came so easy to me. I would listen in class, take a few notes, and then just past the test. I didn't have to study because I listened in class, even in college. But in professional school, the amount of information you are required to learn and the amount of time allotted required out of class study, so I prayed and cried and studied. I had a great study partner, he is was a teacher prior to entering medical school, so he had a way of making the concepts easy to understand. Every time we studied together I would get an A. Too bad that we could never see eye to eye on the relationship level. He was even upset that I had a baby without him, negro please, was I suppose to wait on him, while he screwed all of the nurses on his floor....lol. He is young intelligent attractive and potentially wealthy, plus he was a womanizer before becoming a Dr. so no way, plus Medical Doctors are never home anyway.  Work is their life. Anyway, I am happy that I don't have to go through professional school ever again, I have my degree, and best of all I actually know my profession...funny right. Well, my quiet time is over, the little one is awake, the sun is up, and it is time for us to begin our day.