Two days in and ready for a bottle of vino.
No. Really it's been extraordinary fun. But such an eye opener. I forgot how much teachers have to pack into their days (well, the good ones anyhow)!
Got to school yesterday, and felt pretty prepared. It was a day of getting to know the kids, reorganizing the classroom, and just getting the ol' toes wet.
It was so fun to enter the school as though I'd never left. It was awesome to see the staff, too!
The day went like clockwork, and I stepped into my role as though I'd never left. It's like my body and subconscious mind were just holding on to the teacher in me until it was time to unveil her again.
No thoughts were really required. And after a year of absense, and very little thought about school, this fact surprised me. I thought I'd be more nervous. I thought I'd be all tongue tied.
Did you know I have stage fright and am afraid to say a speech or present in front of people? Um. Pretty contradictory since it's my daily job.
Even in workshops, I fear talking to my peers and being the center of attention.
So I thought that's how I'd be yesterday.
Nope. Teacher SB was born again!
And the kids, though I know they are in their honeymoon period, took to me too!
A very surprising feat, since the teacher previous was super cool, super young, and they totally adored her!
Big shoes. Literally. She was also tall and had big feet. So. yah.
Today was going to inevitably be even harder than yesterday, I knew. The exhaustion from my first full day of working in a whole year definitely did me in!
And how was e's first two days at daycare you ask?
Really good! Still not eating really. Makes me catch my breath with anxiety. But maybe she'll be okay. I have come to learn just how protective I am of her, though.
I made the funniest (though probably not so funny to day-care mommy) care-package for e to take. It was full of food and paraphernalia for e. I mean FULL. I think the woman was really insulted. I even wrote a note outlining little e quirks to 'help' the mommy daycare out. A bit controlling, much?
Hey! I've never let my baby out of my sights for longer than a few hours and never never to anyone other than family. I need adjusting time too! Is it bad that I called daycare mommy on Sunday and tonight to talk with her? She never answered either time. jb says I should be calling during her 'working hours'...but I am working then. And so should she! She has five kids! She shouldn't be talking on the phone...right?
Okay, I guess I can understand not wanting to talk to parents during off hours. But on Sunday I wanted to drop off the food because I wasn't able to Monday - and same with tonight. I hadn't talked to her yet about e's adjustment because jb did the pick up and drop offs and he's brutal at relaying messages and telling details of events...So I wanted a proper update. And to hear what she's feeding my e. You know - Mommy update-y stuff.
Well. Seems she has call display and doesn't respond. I feel like a teenage girl trying to reach her unreachable boyfriend. I am THAT frustrated. GR. Shouldn't she answer now? At least at the beginning...?
What do you think? Or do I really need to simmer down?
So tomorrow is day three....Then one more day and a four day weekend! Did I pick the perfect week to go back or what???
Oh there will be many more entries about the trials and tribulations of teaching and parenting and day-care monitoring. I promise! But for now. It's eight o'clock, and in case you weren't aware,that's my new bed-time!
Good night all!