I braved a trip to one of the two schools I teach at yesterday afternoon. I thought I had picked the.perfect.time to go...right after lunch, when baby Emeline should be sound asleep for a few hours before her next feeding. Perfect.
On the way there, she decided she was so exhausted that she would do the high-pitched-hold-your-breath-cry, which honestly, is my least favorite of all the cries. It's kinda freaky, I can't lie. I couldn't take her into school like that, so what did I do?
I drove around campus for about 20 minutes, trying to get her to sleep. All babies love car-rides. Problem was, she needed her diaper changed. I parked in the far lot, and to the back I went to do a quick change. After another 10 minutes of driving around, she was sound asleep and ready to be pranced around the halls for all to see.
Since I teach about 900 students, obviously I couldn't see them all. I was more concerned with stopping by and seeing a few teachers I have a good relationship with then anything else. My students? Well, they could sort of see her as I passed by. I'm cruel, I know. No, in all honesty--many of them got a 'glance' at the baby--and we had a 'hands off' policy and a "look from afar!" rule. I love my students, but they are germy and my 3-week old little lady doesn't need any of that just yet. We've got plenty of snotty, germy years ahead of us-let's keep her healthy now, amen?
The kids were cute. I got a few little hugs, and "We miss you!", and all that good stuff. I also got students who said, "The sub is SO NICE, you were right!" Indeed. She is. I also got a lot of, "Is that YOUR baby??!!?"...and well...you'd think they would have understood that by now, but, apparently not.
I also had a Kindergartener ask, "Is that a boy or a girl?"....headband on, pink and orange polka-dot outfit, and pink blanket. Plain as day.
Some things never change.
I had another Kindergartener ask, "Why is that baby wearing a bandana?!?", and me and a few other teachers who were around just laughed. Kid, its called a headband....a HEADBAND. But I have to admit, if she wore a bandana, that'd be pretty badass, now wouldn't it?
I'll keep my daughter sweet and innocent, please and thank you.
There were times that there were swarms of 10-30 kids around me, and well, I felt a bit claustrophobic and had to kindly 'shoo' them away. If only Emeline had any idea how many beady-eyes were staring at her yesterday. She was like a super-star.
I had a few teachers ask if I missed school.
A teeny, tiny, little, itty, bitty part of me misses it. But, 99.99999999% of me loves staying home with my daughter. To be frank, I don't exactly miss it, hardly at all. No one could blame me.
The truth is, what I'm doing right now is the BEST job I've ever had. The most important. The most life-changing. The most rewarding. FOR me.
I love it.