Oh boy…. What a load! This semester is by far the hardest semester I’ve had as a Civil Engineer. My weeks are flooded with group projects that consist of designing retaining walls, concrete beams and slabs, with plenty more to come. This is the year that we take all of the information that has been crammed into our brains over the past three years, and actually apply it to large-scale problems. I believe next week we are actually going to be pouring concrete to build concrete beams that we have designed, and then we will load them until they fail. Should be pretty fun!
I spent the long Columbus Day weekend in Rhode Island with my friend Melissa who was 39 weeks pregnant. We have been friends since middle school, and I just simply could not take the chance of missing the birth of her child. Come Sunday night, she had not yet had the baby, but was still three days early. I started to become discouraged, thinking that there was absolutely no way that she was going to give birth before I had to go back to the Academy. Well, God answered my prayers and her water broke Sunday evening, and she went into labor by 1:30 in the morning on Monday. We (her mother, husband, mother-in-law, and I) arrived at the hospital around 0230, and she delivered her baby by 0530. It all happened so fast, and before I knew it I was holding a beautiful, tiny, perfect baby boy in my arms. His name is Mason Anthony Souza, and I really mean it when I say he is perfect. Even his CRY is beautiful. I still don’t think I have wrapped my brain around the idea that this woman, the little girl I used to sneak down the hallway with and into her fridge to steal ice cream in the middle of the night, is now a mother. And that tiny little bundle that I held in my arms is a person, who will someday grow up to be a man. It absolutely amazes me! And I feel so blessed to be named his “Auntie,” even though we are not truly related.
As beautiful and exciting as my weekend was, it all made Monday night a difficult one. I had only really slept for about an hour in the previous 24 hours, and had to work on a project that was due the next day. I didn’t go to bed until about 0300, and got 3 hours of sleep. My full morning of classes on Tuesday was probably the most difficult I’ve had all year. Staying awake was SO HARD!!! The exhaustion was worth it overall, but I’m definitely feeling it carry out into the rest of my week. Two more days and I will hopefully be able to get some much-needed rest.
Until next time,
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