Isa has her first tooth breaking through. She turned 8 months old two days ago and I was starting to get used to the idea that she would never have teeth; nope, we were just going to have to get her a pair of fitted baby dentures and that was that. But at least we wouldn't have to pay for braces.
James saw it this morning. A tiny white tip peaking through her pink gums. I feel so bad for her. Seriously, how painful. There's a reason these things happen when we're babies... can't talk and can't remember the pain.
My baby girl is growing up and it's happening so incredibly fast.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
An Absence
Pardon my absence. Life has become a whirlwind and when I find I have some free time all I seem to want to do is sit. That's it; sit.
It has been quite a year thus far. I have taken over another long term sub position. Thankfully it is in the same grade level as my last one, so the team I am working with is the same and the curriculum is the same, but man, this is tough.
To go from one classroom to another and have to pick up where yet another teacher had left off. Both classes have such a different vibe, so it is a big adjustment from last time. A month in and I am finally feeling like I have a handle on this new class.
But it is exhausting. While teaching definitely has it's good days, I'd say it more often has the days where you come home exhausted and strung out because a handful of your 25 3rd graders decided to be, well, 8 years old that day and you know, act like themselves; which I can't really blame them.
It makes being a parent tough. When I get home from my long day all I want is to be fully engaged in my time with Isa. I only get about 3-4 hours before she's off to bed and I want to make them count.
However, when you're physically worn down and realize there are still lessons to plan or papers to grade, it can feel like too much.
It's made me question whether or not teaching is really the profession I want to pursue, while being a mom at the same time.
That is something I will not decide now, however, it is a thought that is hard to escape at times.
*****
I had some wonderful friends visit over the weekend. They are some of the best. We had such a great time and when they left, my heart hurt for San Diego; for the relationships I have there and the connections that I know I will be hard pressed to find anywhere else.
This does not help with the whole "I'm exhausted and not so sure I want to teach" scenario.
*****
And yet, I know things are constantly changing. Our life is so uncertain right now and some days it feels as if we have a handful of options in front of us while at other times it's as though there are only a few.
I have to trust that things will be OK no matter what we decide and that I continually carry my home with me; James and Isabela.
It has been quite a year thus far. I have taken over another long term sub position. Thankfully it is in the same grade level as my last one, so the team I am working with is the same and the curriculum is the same, but man, this is tough.
To go from one classroom to another and have to pick up where yet another teacher had left off. Both classes have such a different vibe, so it is a big adjustment from last time. A month in and I am finally feeling like I have a handle on this new class.
But it is exhausting. While teaching definitely has it's good days, I'd say it more often has the days where you come home exhausted and strung out because a handful of your 25 3rd graders decided to be, well, 8 years old that day and you know, act like themselves; which I can't really blame them.
It makes being a parent tough. When I get home from my long day all I want is to be fully engaged in my time with Isa. I only get about 3-4 hours before she's off to bed and I want to make them count.
However, when you're physically worn down and realize there are still lessons to plan or papers to grade, it can feel like too much.
It's made me question whether or not teaching is really the profession I want to pursue, while being a mom at the same time.
That is something I will not decide now, however, it is a thought that is hard to escape at times.
*****
I had some wonderful friends visit over the weekend. They are some of the best. We had such a great time and when they left, my heart hurt for San Diego; for the relationships I have there and the connections that I know I will be hard pressed to find anywhere else.
This does not help with the whole "I'm exhausted and not so sure I want to teach" scenario.
*****
And yet, I know things are constantly changing. Our life is so uncertain right now and some days it feels as if we have a handful of options in front of us while at other times it's as though there are only a few.
I have to trust that things will be OK no matter what we decide and that I continually carry my home with me; James and Isabela.
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