Day 15: A Day in the Life

I wrote a "Day in the Life" post back in December for The Domestic Wannabe. It was exhausting. So I'm just going to post it here, as I never did post it on my own blog. This was from December. I had just gone back to work and my daughter was not quite the stellar sleeper she is now. And it's summer and I'm not teaching. And that's not my background on my iPhone anymore. And I'm WAY done pumping. But whatever - you get the drift.
Written December 19th

1 48 AM - I hear crying from my almost-three-year-old's room.  This is strange - he's a great sleeper and normally sleeps all night just fine, but he has had an ear infection that we just can't seem to kick.  I go into his room and he is sitting up in bed.  He is not a cuddler (much to his mommy's dismay), but when I ask him what's wrong, he says he wants his monkey.  It is (of course) right beside him, but I tuck it in his arm and pull the covers up to his chin.  He asks me to pray with him, so I pray and he repeats.  We ask God to help him go back to sleep.  I go back to bed, praying that I can go back to sleep, too.  But, alas, it is not to be.

2 49 AM - My daughter is awake.  This is also unusual.  Last night she slept from 11 to 4:30, and by the time I got up and around to feed her, she was back asleep.  Tonight, though, she is awake.  My husband offers to take her, but he was up late with her and I'm awake anyway.  I would have taken a picture of her, but I would have had to turn the lights on (my iPhone doesn't have a super-cool flash like the newer ones) and I'm not risking that.  I want her to go back to sleep ASAP. We are past the middle-of-the-night feedings, so I rock her and watch half an episode of Downton Abbey on Netflix (my new obsession...by the time this is posted the 3rd season will have started on PBS! SOOO excited!).  She falls back asleep around 3:30.

3 45 AM - I am pumping.  My alarm is set for 4:30, but since I'm up, I figure I'll just do it now.  Being in the NICU for almost three weeks means that nursing was a bust.  She ate through a tube for the first week and a half or so, but by the time we started nursing, my milk supply was so high that I was having to pump afterward.  It was also very exhausting for her, and since we wanted to get her strength up as quickly as possible, we opted for the bottle.  I did this with my son too, and even though it is incredibly exhausting and a huge pain, we have decided to go the pumping and bottle-feeding route.  It works for us.  My supply has dipped significantly since my return to work, but I still score 15 oz.  Not bad.

4 15 AM - I am back asleep.  Normally I would be up and getting ready, or perhaps just laying in bed waiting for my alarm to go off at 5:30, but the night's excursions have worn me out.  I think Lucy was back awake again, but my husband took care of her that time.  He's on winter break and doesn't have to go to work in the morning.  Thanks, Honey.

5 30 AM - My alarm goes off, but I snooze it until 5:50, when I can no longer justify bed.  I haul myself up and get in the shower.  I am bummed to realize that I used the last of my shower soap and will now be using Old Spice Fresh Collection Fiji-Scented body wash.  It's either that or get back out of the shower, drip down the hallway, and grab a bottle of mine from the stock-pile closet.  I opt for Fiji.

6 15 AM - I am ready, the car is packed with my purse, pumping equipment, and lunch, and I make a cup of milk and a cheerios-to-go for my son.  I go get him and he is surprisingly upbeat for 6:15 AM.  Generally, if waking up is his idea he's in a great mood, but if it's not, he's just like his daddy - cranky-pants in the morning.  We take off jammies and get jeans, a shirt, socks, shoes, and a hoodie on.  (He doesn't want to wear the hoodie, but I make him.)  We go downstairs, put on a coat, grab his breakfast, and head out.

Sorry it's so dark - the sun still isn't up at this hour!

6 26 AM - In the car for the half hour drive to Miss Darci's.  Darci is my cousin's wife and she runs the home daycare that Charlie attends three days a week.  She lives about eight minutes past the school where I teach, so while 30 minutes may seem long, it really isn't that much longer than my normal drive to work.  Charlie loves to listen to music and point out all his favorite things that we pass along our route - the orange house (that glows in the dark, seriously), the stoplights ("Mommy, red means STOP!"), Mommy's work, and any school buses we see.  He LOVES school buses.

7 00 AM - I have dropped Charlie off with Darci.  Three days a week he is here and the other two days he spends with his grandmas.  With me working full-time and Rick being a full-time student, staying home with our kids is not possible.  The next best thing? Family.  We are so blessed to have that option.

7 10 AM - I am walking into the building and even before I have a chance to stow my lunch in the fridge in the workroom, I am met by a student with this:

Awww.  It's a Hershey's bar and a gift card for Bath and Body Works.  Turns out we all got gift cards for different things - the science teacher got one for the Pet Store, the Language Arts teacher got one for Starbucks...I try not to read anything into the fact that mine is for a soap store.  Maybe he smelled the Old Spice.

7 18 AM - I am locked in my classroom and pumping.  When I returned to work a few weeks ago I sent an email to my team teachers and my principals listing the three times I pump at school and kindly asking that they call or email if they need me during these times.  A little awkward, as all my administrators are males, but it's a lot less awkward than having them walk in (which happened once with my son :).  Pumping at school is a pain, but it's a way for me to love my baby while at work.

7 40 AM - I'm cleaned up and writing the agenda on the board:

Yes, a student noticed my mistake in the date.  The 20th is our last day, so I guess I was just a little over-eagar.

7 50-11 06 AM - I teach 46 minutes of reading four times.  Our lesson today includes some housekeeping in which the students grade each other's ISNs (Interactive Student Notebooks).  This takes awhile, as it's done as a class.  Once we are finished, the kids get out the rough draft of a letter they are writing to a soldier overseas.  It's a new project - this is the first year we've done it - but the kids are really enjoying it.  Some of my boys in particular are really interested and have great questions for the soldiers.  It's been an adventure for me too - not having any immediate family in the military, I am learning right along with them.  Today's task is to edit their papers and begin final drafts.  They are also turning in their pages for Independent Reading.  At the beginning of the year, I sit down with each kid and look at their Instructional Reading Levels and their state test scores.  Together, we set a goal for how many pages they should read on their own during the nine week quarter.  I was on maternity leave at the end of 1st quarter and not many students met their goals.  I am happy to say that pages have been coming in for the past few weeks but, as 7th graders will do, many have put it off.  I check goals and totals for kids and I mill about the room, correcting errors here and there.  I also get this picture via email from my husband with the subject "Don't I look pretty Mommy!":

I show it to my kids, and they oo and ahh.  They are very cute about Lucy and ask me about her daily.

11 15 AM - It's my lunch break, but I am pumping again.  I try to be as productive as possible, but it's hard to do with just the one hand.  I enter the kids' pages into the spreadsheet and make a list of kids who still need to turn them in.  Normally, I eat and call to check on my daughter, but I didn't get either of these things done.  I'm sure Lucy is fine, but I miss her.

11 45 AM - I have washed up, and am sitting in our team meeting.  I will eat lunch during my plan.  We team at our school, and I never want to work in a middle school that doesn't.  We have 122 kids on our team, and all of them have the same teacher for math, science, social studies, language arts, and reading (my class).  All of the team teachers meet every day for one class period to call parents, plan events, discuss strategies, etc.  It is such a great support system for kids and for us.  Today, we discuss a behavior plan for a particularly difficult student and we plan for the Positive Reward Party tomorrow.  The kids who met their pages goal will get snacks in each hour and, since it's the end of the quarter, we're shortening the schedule and showing movies at the end of the day.  Students who have missing work will be getting caught up during that time and (lucky me) I get selected to stay and work with them.  The kids who have all their work caught up get to be rewarded with a fun afternoon of snacks and movies.

 These are some of the gifts I got from kids today.  They are so sweet to think of their teachers :)

12 30 PM - 6th hour is probably my most challenging group of kids.  They are hyped up from lunch and I have lots of talkers in this class.  Fortunately I have another adult in the room, so together, we get them through the ISN check and the editing.  The final draft is due tomorrow, and most kids buckle down and get to work because they don't want homework.

1 30 PM - This is my planning period.  I have to pump yet again, but before I do, I help a student with a late assignment. I also manage to enter the grades from the kids' ISN checks while I'm pumping.  As I'm washing up, I remember I did not eat lunch.  Such is the life of a teacher.  I do have a second to check my phone and Darci has sent me a text that one of her kids came home sick during lunch.  She's going to try to keep him downstairs and Charlie and the other kids upstairs.  All the kids are down for a nap right now.  I call Rick and we agree that Charlie should stay.  He is at home with Lucy who isn't supposed to be out due to her premie status, and I just took 42 days of non-paid sick leave.  Charlie usually sleeps until 3 or 3:30.  We can make it to the end of the day.

My classroom!

2 15 PM - Study hall.  I have a good group of kids, but since today is the pages deadline, I have kids running in and out of my room all hour.  I don't have time to think about being hungry - I just have time to help kids!

2 50 PM - Kids leave.  I don't - I add up all the kids' pages and determine that 84/122 of them met their goal - MUCH better than last quarter when I was on maternity leave. I stay and handle a minor crisis for our team.  It ends up taking until 3:30 to wrap up.  I still have a stack of late work to grade and enter in the computer.  I want to give the kids progress reports tomorrow so they can see what their grade will be on their report card in the hopes that it will prompt those few who have missing assignments to get them in!

4 00 PM - I am picking Charlie up.  He and the other kids are having their snack at the table.  He's happy to see me but he wants to finish.  I chat with Darci about Charlie's behavior.  He did well, she said, but didn't eat much lunch.  No surprise there - he is not a very good eater.  We are back in the car by 4:10.  I call my husband about dinner (I am hungry since I didn't eat lunch).  He ate a late lunch (of course) and we agree to each fend for ourselves for dinner.

Isn't this the sweetest smile?

4 30 PM - We stop at the grocery store to get cookies for my students who met their reading goals to decorate tomorrow.  Charlie really wants to ride in the stupid grocery cart with the car in the front that it impossible to steer, so the trip takes longer than it would have otherwise.  I pick up Chinese food (the only thing my super-picky eater will ALWAYS eat) and we head home.

5 15 PM - We are home.  My wonderful, fabulous, amazing husband has cleaned the house and says to me "I know you had a long day with little sleep, so you have two options - you can go to sleep right now, or you can spend the evening with Lucy and then go to sleep. I will take care of everything else."  He is a rock star.  I tell him without hesitation Option 2, and then I remind him that one of has to take Charlie to Awana tonight.  His face falls a little - I can tell he forgot all about Awana and had planned to stay home. He says he will go, and that while he's at the church he'll get some work done.  Good plan. I kiss him and see that Lucy is sleeping peacefully in her swing.  She is so precious.  I sit down to eat and since I am eating, Charlie wants to eat.  Rick makes him a plate and sits at the table with us while we eat.

5 30 PM - There is a "Happy Birthday Jesus" Christmas party at Awana tonight and I volunteered to bring cupcakes.  I made them last night and still need to ice them. I take a sandwich baggie and cut one of the corners off with scissors.  Then I spoon in green icing (which I got on sale at Aldi) and top the cupcakes.  The hole was probably too big, but at least it went faster. :) Charlie helps me with the sprinkles.

  5 45 PM - Charlie stays downstairs to play with Daddy, and I head upstairs and get hooked up to pump. I play with my new Kindle Fire (Rick bought me one on Cyber Monday when they were $129!).  I haven't had a chance to play with it yet because it didn't come with a charger.  Rick figured out how to charge it for me.  It makes the 15 minutes of pumping go way faster.

6 00 PM - I FINALLY get to hold my girl. Her daddy started feeding her while I was pumping and he hands her over to me and begins getting Charlie ready for Awana, which consists of finding his Awana shirt and his bag.  He gets him outfitted in his coat and then they head out to the church.

6 10-8 20 PM - More than two whole hours of just me and Lucy time.  Rick cleaned the house, I got everything done at school before I left, and now it's just her and me, and she was awake for more than an hour of it!  We talked, sang songs, and snuggled.

We had some tummy time, too.  Look at that strong neck!  This is the most wonderful and relaxing part of my day.  She is so sweet, and I think about how much I cherish this time with her, because she's going to be Charlie's age in the blink of an eye, and she'll be more interested in running around and playing than snuggling with her mommy.

I get a text from Rick with this picture:

Our son, sitting quietly on the lap of his Awana teacher. So glad he follows directions there!  I text back a picture of Lucy.

8 20 PM - Boys are home.  I volunteer to put Charlie down for the night.  I like doing this.  He's a good sleeper.  I mean a gooooooood sleeper.  (Last night's wake up was way out of the ordinary!)  He will sleep twelve hours if you let him.  He likes to sleep and likes his bed.  He doesn't always like to brush his teeth, but he does well tonight.  He's still on an anti-biotic for his ear ache, but he likes to take medicine so that's an easy task, too.  I undress him and change his diaper.  We talk about how pee goes in the potty and not his diaper. (Potty Training 101 starts on Day 1 of break!)  He gets his monkey and picks Goodnight Moon to read before we go to bed.

I lay down next to him and he lets me.  He doesn't always - as I said, he's not a snuggler.  He does not let me read ("Charlie do it, Mommy"), but he knows the words and does a pretty good job of it.  When he is done he looks at me and says, "Okay, Mommy, out."  Hmm...not okay.  We talk about the difference between a polite way and a rude way to tell Mommy he is ready to sleep.  I get up and he reminds me we need to pray.  I didn't forget, but I love that he wants to do this before bed.  We thank God for Daddy, Lucy, Miss Jackie at Awana and Miss Darci.  We thank him for today and ask that Charlie gets a good night sleep.  I kiss him and turn off the light.

8 35 PM - I am pumping again - last time today.  I pump, deposit the milk in the fridge, and kiss my husband and daughter goodnight.

9 02 PM - Bed time. I am asleep almost instantly. It's been a long day!

And there you have it.  I know it's a bit different from what most moms post, but as the wife of a full-time student, a full-time working mom is what I have to be.  I spent the first few years fighting it, but now I realize that my children are able to love and be loved by so many others than they would if I stayed home with them.  I would love to stay home some day, but this thought is what keeps me going.  This, and knowing that I'm taking care of 122 other mommas' babies every day!