The school year for my girls means they have to remember to share their mom....my girls are 100% my loves but during the school year they share me with the 80 other students I have...who I try to find the ways that make them unique...who I try to push and help them reach their potential I can see inside them...who's burdens I take home with me no matter how hard I try!
The school year means that my girls have to share me with other teachers...as a professional development provider also in my district, I spend Monday nights helping teachers find the unique ways to reach their second language learners inside their classroom. It also means that I am prepping and planning during the week. As much as I try to keep this to the school building...it is hard.
I would say for me the fact that my girls need to share me during the school year is where my pit is coming from. Before having my own kids I would mourn the end of the summer but look forward to pouring myself into my class. Now I want to pour myself into my kids....but also be a good teacher. It's a dance that I will continue to try to perfect as the years go by. Until then I will continue to soak in these last days of summer with these two loves not having to share!