I feel like I'm slowly coming back to life. Grad classes ended last week and although I have one more paper to finish life is still feeling pretty good. Between pregnancy, working and classes I've been exhausted this semester (in case you haven't noticed that I've been MIA from here- composing simple sentences has been way too much work for my tired brain).
This morning we returned from spring break. Being accustomed to the year-round schedule we were on previously it was hard to come back after only a week off, but we survived. I woke up this morning in a cold sweat from a dream where I received a memo where I had a meeting at 8:30 PM... Despite the dream I dragged myself into school, excited to see the kids but dreading the mounds of paperwork and meetings I have ahead of me this week.
The first child I saw waltzed into our room with a huge grin. "Hey, Mrs. Lipstick!" he smiled, "I had a dream last night that I got to come to school and see you and Mrs. Partner-in-crime! And now it's true!" His smile and excitement said it all. This is why I deal with the paperwork and meetings- it's nice to be back with the kids.
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On the bus on the way to the field trip one of my little ones asked me where I work. When I replied that I work at school he looked shocked, and then hurt. "You work here?" he asked, "This is your job?" as though all year he'd assumed I'd been hanging out at school for fun.
I tried to back track and explain that although school is my job I do love my job. He nodded slowly, still not buying it. Luckily we drove past a construction scene and I could distract him for a moment.