Ok... not really. This will just be your regular, run of the mill "this is why I've started blogging again" post. Nothing fancy. Nothing deep. At least- I don't think so. We'll see.
I've started blogging again because I'm laid up in couch for the weekend recovering from a pretty personal post-pregnancy operation that was scheduled THREE DAYS before STAAR testing. Talk about needing a resurrection. Come, Lord Jesus, come. I mean, really. I thought redness, swelling, and burns from hell were all apart of the New Mommy vibe? I guess not 8 weeks out. Oh well, I'm recovering nicely thanks to the huge village of people I have surrounding me and the amazing husband and father to my child who is currently holding her while making himself a grilled cheese sandwich. We are such kids.
Seriously though. How could I not blog about my life? It's a hott grilled-cheese mess, and I love every second of it. i knew I should probably start writing when I had a dream last night that one of my kids bubbled wrong on his answer document and it quickly turned into every teacher's nightmare. The whole class was getting out of their seats, boycotting the test, and I was losing my ever loving mind! Of course, I could only say what was in "bold print" on my STAAR manual- so the chaos continued until I woke up in a cold sweat.
I titled this blog 82 and Counting because I'm only in my second year of teaching and I've already fostered over 82 children in my classroom. Plus the new girl we got two weeks ago. Seriously! Who changes schools in April!? Good thing this one is sweet and loves everything about her new Reading teacher:) Score for me! So maybe 83 and Counting. Plus my own child entered the world 2 months ago this Tuesday! Needless to say- a lot has been happening and if I blink, I feel like I miss something. There're countless conversations throughout the day that I feel so blessed to have with all of my children. Since they bring so much joy to me- I'm sure they'll brighten someone else's day as well.
Like on Thursday, I was teaching the students how to create a timeline in Social Studies and we learned about the Evolution of the Backpack. I found an adorable "make a paper sack backpack" activity on pinterest and the kids were estatic. Served as an awesome engage.
Kid 1- Wait. We get to just color and design our very own backpacks?!?!
Kid 2- and put stuff in it?!?!?!
Me- yep. But we can't take all day. We still have a lesson to get to. This is just part of it:) The lesson is a surprise.
Kid 1- I can't wait for the lesson. (insert fingers joining and an evil/happy laugh)
Kid 2- My backpack is so tiny!!!!! I love you, Mrs. Banks.
My days consist of a whole lot of funny. Being a teacher, and seeing what works and what doesn't- All of it can make you laugh at the end of the day. The good, the bad, and the "I'm not sure what just happened here".
So as a woman, wife, mother, and teacher- I'll try to share my experiences as best I can so we can share in the ups and downs together:)
Thanks for reading the first one! See? Wasn't so bad, was it? (If it was, please don't tell me:) )
I've started blogging again because I'm laid up in couch for the weekend recovering from a pretty personal post-pregnancy operation that was scheduled THREE DAYS before STAAR testing. Talk about needing a resurrection. Come, Lord Jesus, come. I mean, really. I thought redness, swelling, and burns from hell were all apart of the New Mommy vibe? I guess not 8 weeks out. Oh well, I'm recovering nicely thanks to the huge village of people I have surrounding me and the amazing husband and father to my child who is currently holding her while making himself a grilled cheese sandwich. We are such kids.
Seriously though. How could I not blog about my life? It's a hott grilled-cheese mess, and I love every second of it. i knew I should probably start writing when I had a dream last night that one of my kids bubbled wrong on his answer document and it quickly turned into every teacher's nightmare. The whole class was getting out of their seats, boycotting the test, and I was losing my ever loving mind! Of course, I could only say what was in "bold print" on my STAAR manual- so the chaos continued until I woke up in a cold sweat.
I titled this blog 82 and Counting because I'm only in my second year of teaching and I've already fostered over 82 children in my classroom. Plus the new girl we got two weeks ago. Seriously! Who changes schools in April!? Good thing this one is sweet and loves everything about her new Reading teacher:) Score for me! So maybe 83 and Counting. Plus my own child entered the world 2 months ago this Tuesday! Needless to say- a lot has been happening and if I blink, I feel like I miss something. There're countless conversations throughout the day that I feel so blessed to have with all of my children. Since they bring so much joy to me- I'm sure they'll brighten someone else's day as well.
Like on Thursday, I was teaching the students how to create a timeline in Social Studies and we learned about the Evolution of the Backpack. I found an adorable "make a paper sack backpack" activity on pinterest and the kids were estatic. Served as an awesome engage.
Kid 1- Wait. We get to just color and design our very own backpacks?!?!
Kid 2- and put stuff in it?!?!?!
Me- yep. But we can't take all day. We still have a lesson to get to. This is just part of it:) The lesson is a surprise.
Kid 1- I can't wait for the lesson. (insert fingers joining and an evil/happy laugh)
Kid 2- My backpack is so tiny!!!!! I love you, Mrs. Banks.
My days consist of a whole lot of funny. Being a teacher, and seeing what works and what doesn't- All of it can make you laugh at the end of the day. The good, the bad, and the "I'm not sure what just happened here".
So as a woman, wife, mother, and teacher- I'll try to share my experiences as best I can so we can share in the ups and downs together:)
Thanks for reading the first one! See? Wasn't so bad, was it? (If it was, please don't tell me:) )
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