If I didn't already have enough on my plate I enrolled Tilynne into dance class. I guess before that I should go back to the beginning. This s
ummer I began my journey to fulfill my dream to become a mental health counselor. I have wanted to do this for quite some time, but due to circumstances didn't think it would be possible. I should have never counted God's goodness out because he blessed me to get into a program that allows me to work from home and obtain my master degree. I was so excited to begin but now that I have a quarter in and have begun the true work this is going to be harder than what I realized. I am trying to be super single mommy, full time job, and full time school.
Enough about me the true achievements are Tilynne. She is a busy two year old who learns something new everyday. She is reciting her abc's, on her way to count to 20, potty training, rough housing will her doggy GG, and using words way to big for her age. In the mix of all her accomplishments she began taking dance class every week for 30 minutes. She is doing better than I thought especially for her age. She had a bit of a melt down last week and wanted her mommy, but usually she is the first one in and the last one out tap tap tapping away with her tap shoes. Of course her aunties have had to get her all dressed up with many little leotards.