Iām not ready...
Iām not ready to go back tomorrow.
I cried earlier tonight giving my son a bath because I was telling him that tomorrow he would be going back to daycare. Tomorrow Mama would be going back to school and Dada would be going back to work.
I am so blessed to have a school district that has daycare for its employees and Iām blessed even bigger by the fact that the location of the daycare is in my building.
However-I am not ready to go back to school and to be a mama to 25 other babies. My year so far has been hard. By far the hardest year Iāve had yet. Coincidentally or not so coincidentally itās also my biggest class. š This class is SO needy. And in the worst kinds of conflicting ways. I have so much trauma and neglect that they all crave love and attention from me and I canāt give it to them im the ways they want.
They are mean to each other. They are mean to me-and I know theyāre just 5 but they can still be malicious in their words and actions. The difference is-as an adult I know they are expressing themselves the only way they know how which somehow makes it worse.
This break has been wonderful. Iāve gotten so much family time my cup is full. But if Iām being honest Iām afraid to go back. Iām dreading the depletion this job and this class put me through. Now-I know Christmas break can be a magical time of growth for kids, and trust me, Iām PRAYING that mine have experienced it but-I just donāt even know if that will be enough. I had a headache the first 4 days of break and I truly believe it was from all of the tension that this class gives me. When I finally was able to let it go and settle into break mode it was wonderful. I didnāt have any health issues, had great moods/days, and found myself able to sleep deeply and soundly.
Today I went to school to take down some Christmas decorations and get my footing under me and as soon as I got home I felt a headache creeping back in. Let me clarify, however, that while this class is hard, this year admin and the office has seemed to make my year harder. My principal stepped in the last week of school before break after my first observation of the year when she came to the conclusion that Holy Batman! my class is made of bottled chaos and weāre all just surviving. But Iāve been vocalizing a need for help since the middle of September and my requests have been ignored or Iāve been paid lip service. Admin also, all of a sudden, had all of these additional requests from us as a staff that have never been held before.
All-in-all Iām SO ready for my year to be done. Iām trying really really hard to go into tomorrow with an open mind and a positive attitude because Iām no dummy and know those kids will call me on it the minute they see me if I donāt genuinely try to put positivity into them and into the universe but tonight Iām struggling. Iām really really struggling. And tonight is one of those nights where I consider other career options and my path in life because something in me says itās just not supposed to be this way.
Getting all of this out in an attempt to shake it off and start tomorrow fresh. Get a good nights sleep educhums and colleagues. Tomorrow brings a new year and a new semester.















