I’ve been teaching for 7 years now. Eek, how did that happen? So for a long time now September (rather than spring or new year) has symbolised new beginnings, a fresh slate…and that sick feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you realise you haven’t done your homework marked those 4365 year 12 essays. This year September is different because I’ve the wonderful relief of having no marking to do thanks to maternity leave – seriously there is no better feeling, ask ANY teacher. But now as I inch towards my first day back at work I find that once again I’m on the precipice of change and new beginnings. I’ve got three weeks to adjust and prepare for life beyond maternity leave and it’s exciting and terrifying in equal measure.
There’s a teeny part of me feeling quite positive about the return to work. I’m looking forward to lots of things – regaining some ‘me’ time, and some perspective outside of my little mummy bubble, being intellectually challenged, and being able to eat my lunch and drink a cup of tea in relative peace.