For as long as I can remember I have wanted to teach.
Why?
I love being around children. Helping them grow and learn is a passion of mine. This has not changed…however, my passion for teaching has.
I love teaching my class and I am great at it. I may not spend hours on lesson planning or making elaborate bulletin boards, but my students love coming to school, and they feel safe and cared for. Since when did this become so “unimportant”?
It is those teachers who, on paper look great (Elaborate lessons, and pristine classrooms), who are recognized. They are the teachers who administrators, the board, and the ministry want us to strive to be.
The pressure is building and I am falling back into a place where I do not feel worthy. Where I feel like my work is not recognized because I am not good enough at my job.
It is just a job…so why do I care so much.
After having Quinn all I want to do is stay home and be a mom. My husband has said it is. It financially possible. I get it…I agree, it is not feasible….YET. I need to keep an open mind. Things will change eventually and it is time for me to recognize what is really important in my life, and to make changes.