Wednesday, March 11, 2009

A Beautiful Morning

I'm going to be honest, there are some days when I really miss teaching. I miss the challenge of motivating a room full of high school kids to conjugate Spanish verbs in the appropriate tense, of creating tests and quizzes that are pedagogically accurate and reflective of what we have done in class, of interacting with colleagues (oh the joy of adult conversation!), and establishing a positive rapport with my students. Oh yeah, and getting a paycheck was nice also, although it was arguably minimal compensation for the work being done... Sometimes, I don't look forward to leaving the "Employer" section of documents blank, or filling in "homemaker", even though I know what I am doing is important and worthy of a title.

It has been part of Jason and my plan all along that I would stay home with our kiddos as long as possible, and it's something I have always looked forward to being able to do. However, occasionally I stumble upon a morning when teaching would be the more desirable option. They are usually the mornings followed by a sleepless night (would you consider three hours sleepless?). They are the ones when Mitchell, who is usually happy and easy to please, is throwing his oatmeal on the floor and yelling about waffles. Remy is running around like a fool, knocking over everything in his path because he saw a squirrel run by, or better yet, a cat. Landon is only three weeks old, but he has had those mornings plagued by gas, when his cry is deep and his legs are curled up (bring on the mylecon). Mitchell might be crying for a snack or for me to read his Elmo book to him, while Landon is crying to be held or changed, and Remy is using a stuffed teddy bear as his chew toy. These are the mornings when teaching doesn't seem like such a bad gig... Then there are moments like today.

I had just finished my latte. Over these weeks, I have come to master the art of making lattes at home; watch out all of you baristas out there, these cuppas are fantastic! Mitchell had thoroughly enjoyed his eggs and toast- there was no mention of waffles, and much to Remy's disappointment, not a crumb hit the floor. Landon was sleeping happily in the Beco (read more about these wonderful carriers here),and Mitchell was dancing and playing his guitar, while I sang to James Blunt's "Beautiful", and Remy watched us contently, curled up on the couch. It was one of those sweet and perfect moments that reminded me how lucky I am to be able to stay home with our little guys. These are the times that I will think of when I am asked what I do for work, or who my employer is. I certainly look forward to teaching Spanish again in the future, but for now I will be cherishing these moments and focusing on teaching the two most precious students that I will ever have.


  1. The end brought a tear to my eye :)

  2. Erin, congratulations on the new baby! I'm so glad he's already enjoying the Beco! Did you know that Bethany's baby is also named Landon? Small world :)

    P.S. Maybe you'll end up homeschooling. Then it's back to teaching and staying home too! I'm having so much fun!!!


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