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Coming to Terms with getting a Substitute Teacher

I post this while I am bed-ridden at home. I post this because maybe someone needed to hear it or maybe I just needed to type it out so I felt better about being at home in my jammies instead of at school with my kiddos. I started feeling sick last Friday. I knew a cold was coming on and honestly I expected it. Have you seen how much snot kids have? Have you seen how they can pick their nose and not even think about it? Well, since I'm around them for the majority of my day I knew getting sick was bound to happen. I felt fine over the weekend and then Monday morning it hit me like a million bricks. It's as if my immune system knew that it was a Monday and it wanted to bring me down in other ways than just with the "Case of the Monday's" (it's a real thing, folks). I ended up taking a half day which was fine because Monday's are short days for the kids anyways. I went home and slept, woke up, and slept more. Tuesday I braved the storm at school and was extremely grumpy and mean to my kids. It makes me cringe thinking about it. I felt awful and I was losing my voice. Do you know how hard it is to teach when your voice is shot? It's beyond hard. Made it through the day and made it through yesterday as well. Still grumpy, still sick, and still wishing sub plans were easier to write. Sometimes I think my body has a mind all its own that has no way of communicating with me unless something drastic inside me happens. Turns out my body needed a day of resting in my jammies because last night I woke up in the middle of the night with a terrible stomach ache. When my alarm went off and I started to wake even more this morning I realized the pain was real and that with this pain and this cold I couldn't make it to school today. I'm not sure if I have a stomach bug or some version of food poisoning, but there was no way I could survive the school day. Here's the thing about getting a substitute teacher, I never realized how partial I am to my kids until I have to turn them over to someone else. Will she like them? Will they behave? Will they try to walk all over her? Ugh. It's a serious struggle. Writing sub plans isn't fun, but it's manageable. I hope and pray that my kids are being the wonderful students that I know that they are. If not, tomorrow will be an extremely long day. Parents- when your child has a sub for the day and they are sick, please know that they want to be there. Also, please know that they love your child so much it makes them even more sick not to be there at school with them.


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