Our school has a spring break later than most of the other school districts. It’s nice though. The earlier the break the colder the weather and then the longer the stretch is before summer. This spring break is going to be nice. When we get back there’s only two more weeks in April, then all of May, and like two more weeks in June. And you can’t count this week or the last week of school. Or the week we get back from spring break. Or the week with Memorial Day. Basically the year is almost over.
I haven’t told my students or my school that I’m pregnant. I don’t know if it’s bad luck or something. I guess it’s smarter to wait until the chances of a miscarriage are low.
But why does it have to be so secretive? Like baby’s names, too. Or the sex? I feel like mothers keep the names a secret because they don’t want anyone stealing it. I’ve been thinking about names, but usually only when a I hear a name I like.
I’ll never name my baby after any student. Ever.
Oh well, today was not bad for a Monday. I feel like the lesson plans my team have been making have been more shitty than usual. I feel like the math excel lesson wasn’t even close to what we were doing last week. But what do I know? I’m only a first year teacher.