It’s been an interesting past two months. After a five week teacher strike, we returned to school for 4 days only to then have winter break and return once again in January. My first graders are back in the swing of things and making great progress and I am so thankful. My body, however, has not built back up to the level of energy it takes to teach first grade in conjunction with taking care of my own kids. So by last Friday that pesky drip started in my throat. By Friday night, I was in bed. I am so thankful I no longer have little children that need my physical presence in every moment of their day. Things went from bad to worse Saturday night as the cold added in some fun dueling stomach moments. Sunday was rest again and then right back to work on Monday.
I warned my students that I may not be as animated as usual, but that is hard not to do. School just isn’t fun unless your teacher bounces around making up weird sounds about fact and opinion and shouting out arghhh like a pirate for ar. After a full day yesterday of school and then right to an allergy appointment with my own daughter till evening, followed by dinner, packing lunches, homework and getting ready for tomorrow… I was beat and hardly feeling well.
I made it to school again today and was shocked to find out that we were getting out due to weather almost two hours early. We were home by 2:30 and after unpacking and starting the laundry, I headed upstairs to my pajamas. I am so thankful for extra downtown and fleece pajamas. Happy for Netflix and a wood stove and just a little extra break to help get me feeling better sooner. Then back to pirate voices and silly songs tomorrow. That and sanitizing desks as 5 students were missing today! We just may run out of tissues by March.