Mother. Daughter. Sister. Early Education Major. Aspiring Teacher. Writer. Poet. Tea Drinker. Chronic Pain Survivor. Reader. Mediation is Life.
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
Friday, November 16, 2018
Dumbstruck
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
I love who You are
Sunday, November 11, 2018
Early Mornings
When I’m not feeling good I have such a hard time sleeping. I think I caught a virus or something at school. I woke up and I’m laying here exhausted and feeling like death but I have my family so I’m okay.
I was listening to voicemail I got earlier this year and just haven’t been able to let go of. Just wishing we had one more visit or even a phone call. He’s five and those memories start to fade after awhile.
This week has been such a tough week emotionally and physically. It’s hard realizing that you aren’t equipped to help someone and that they may not want to be helped. Couple that with the stomach virus, not sleeping and my back being a nuisance I’ve been a functioning mess. I’ve no desire for class work outside of practicum. I don’t feel like these textbooks were written with POC in mind. They mention us, yes several times but it’s a gloss over. It’s aggravating and annoying and to mention it to the teacher isn’t always pretty. Lived experiences count for nothing.
Saturday, November 10, 2018
I Like That
Thursday, November 8, 2018
Mood Posting
Today I’ll do bullets to summarize my day/week/month/year(if you don’t get this...)
- 1.) I wore my Star Wars shirt/mascara/lipstick in a bid to beat the mood. It didn’t work.
- 2.) Student kicked me in the shin and I now have a purple bruise. 😑
- 3.) Worked with students on blending sounds and they are kicking ass. I’m so proud of them.
- 4.) Ezra saw me in the hallway and gave me a hug. I love him.
- 5.) Came home after class and cried for an hour. #adulting
- 6.) IEP meeting and mom guilt equals the need for serious mental self care this weekend.
- 7.) Gentle reminder to myself that I’m doing this by myself and I am doing a great job. You’ve got this Stacie.
Now it’s time for bed because tomorrow I’m building a birdhouse with my shorty at school. And then I’m going to to come home and cry. Or do homework. Or go visit my friend and her new baby. Or sleep.
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
seasonal blah
This political climate is putting a damper on my already questionable mood. There’s something in my left eye that’s been in there most of the day and it’s just bothering me. I want to wear a shirt to cheer me up tomorrow but I can’t because I’ll be with the kids and Star Wars isn’t appropriate nor professional for school.
Today I was sad but I went to school and put on a happy face. I got to teach the reading lesson and teach a new reading game to a few students. I’m going to plan a reading lesson for later this month to teach them. I’m excited about that because it’s practice and it’s a learning experience. I love my mentor because she lets me try stuff and gives me advice based on her twenty years of teaching.
I’m nervous about meeting with Ezra’s teacher tomorrow. Like. He’s my kid and I know I have unreasonably high expectations because I know what he’s capable of and I know what they are capable of. I just find it so hard to separate my parent role and my pseudo teacher role. I’m giving myself anxiety tonight.
NANOWRIMO
I’m about seven chapters into this novel and just damn. Go me.
Sunday, November 4, 2018
Nanowrimo Day 3?
Thursday, November 1, 2018
Nanowrimo Day 1 update
Kinder Field Trip! Nanowrimo
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