I decided that there is no way that I can keep up this schedule, maintain my sanity, and continue law school. My schoolwork is suffering badly b/c I just don't have the energy to keep up. 16 hour days are not the business. Add to that horrible mommy guilt over never seeing my son, and this situation just isn't working for me. Su and I originally decided that I would stick it out until January, but it turns out that my job will be over at the end of November - right around the time that we will be preparing to move and I will be studying for finals. We both (well, definitely me and hopefully Su too) think that is a good time to call it quits. I tried my hand at being Superwoman and I've come up short. Sometimes you have to realize that one plan isn't working and move on to the next.
On a law school front, Contracts and Torts are moving along fine. I had my first truly horrifying moment a couple weeks ago though. The first time that I EVER come to class not having read a single word of a single case, and I'm on call. Having to tell my professor that I was unprepared was the absolute worst. I sat there the whole time hoping that I could either disappear or fall through a hole in the floor. I haven't made that mistake again, and I've been making a total nuisance of myself in Contracts ever since.
Legal Writing on the other hand is the bane of my existence. A 1750 word memo, a quiz, a research log, and a flow chart -- all within a week of each other. Kill.Me.Now. It's hard to hate our professor b/c she's so sweet -- like, want her to be my grandma sweet. I had a conference in her office and it's one of those with framed pictures of cats on the wall, and some sort of babbling water machine. I fully expected her to offer me tea and scones. Sadly, there was no Earl Grey to be had. :-( Still, if that lady doesn't lighten up I may just run off screaming.
Judah is doing well, although we're on each other's crap lists this morning. I started the horrible habit of giving him a bottle in bed when he was sick last month. Do not ever do this! He now wakes multiple times a night wanting a bottle and will go back to sleep. Well last night I decided to nip this in the bud and started giving him bottles of water. Boy did he make us pay for that! Not a happy little man. I think tonight I'm going to check if he is getting teeth, or if he was just pissed at me.