A new life before the REAL new life

I cannot believe school is done with. The past few days i have been around campus, I can't help but smile as I watch the poor pitiful students on their way to and from class with books in hand while I myself gleam inside knowing that I am homeworkless for 4 glorious months. I enjoyed a week off with nothing to do and was basically a hermit aside from a few trips into Provo to see my darling fiance. It was a busy but relaxing week as I did the centerpieces, unpacked/packed up my room a bit, and got readjusted to living at home for the next 6 weeks.
For those who may not know, I am doing another internship this summer at a place called Kids on the Move. It's an early intervention/early headstart program. I am working on their early intervention team so I work with playgroups and therapies of children birth to 3 years. I am assigned to about 1 playgroup per day, and then can choose to attend one other one in the mornings, shadow home visits, therapy appointments etc. It's kind of odd as I'm left on my own quite a bit and since no one really knows me yet, it is awkward to just walk around to different rooms, and use computers like I own the place, but I'm so excited for this experience.
Today I had my first playgroup which was Kindermusic. Most of these kids have some sort of diagnosis from developmentally delayed in speech to Down Syndrome. There were about 6 kids with their parents and we made quite a racket as we sang, danced, and beat different instruments. Aside from how much I love music and the chaos of it all, I got a little choked up momentarily as some of the kids reminded me of my higher functioning kids that I worked with last summer in Romania. Only I thought to myself "These kids are different. This is what my Romania kids deserved: loving parents, community support and services that would give them a chance at having a better life". It has been a year now since my time started there and I still can't seem to let that experience fade. I feel like this summer will be a more positive experience of getting to work with these sorts of kids again. No more force feeding, no yelling, and no children tied into chairs or left in cribs all day. It's amazing how speaking the same language already makes a difference too! I think the best part was the three different children who at different times came and sat in my lap like I was an old friend. I love how I can play with these children, give them hugs and no one is telling me to put them down, or leave them alone....and so far, I have yet to be bitten!

In other news, we're down to 38 days and yes if you' like to know, it's a little scary to think all that's going to get accomplished between now and then. Bridals, invitation mailing, more moving into our apartment, more wedding planning, packing etc. At this point, I've decided that the most important things are set in stone. Anything else that hasn't been planned is not THAT important....nice addition but will not make or break the wedding day. That is my way of thinking to prevent stress. Where all those months went is beyond me. We're on the verge of hitting one month exactly. I remember sitting in Mark's sister's house January 12th thinking how June would NEVER be here......