Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Miss Teacher

BB is wrapped up in his Toy Story 4 fleece blanket squirming around with exaggerated moans in the midst of a tantrum. Thankfully a quiet tantrum considering the hubster has to take part in a conference call in a few minutes. I'm sitting off to the side by the door to his room on my lappy waiting things out, anticipating the next 45-60 minutes trapped in this small room with my 5 yo.

I'm Miss Teacher at the moment. Since BB has been home this week full time we explained that I am now his teacher. There was a bit of controversy about what to call me considering his teachers are Mr. and Ms. First Names. I couldn't go by Miss Hannah with my child. No thank you, no way! So somehow he landed on Miss Teacher for the day.


BB's introduction to Nutella

It hasn't been awful being Miss Teacher. The routine is very helpful getting through the day. That said, I'm not adjusting all that quick. Tuesday I started getting snippy. We started on Monday. The schedule is working out although there are some gaps. Thankfully he plays solo pretty well. The hubs says I'm being hard on myself for thinking that I can't do this when it's only been a few days. I can see that. I can also see being totally fed up with this in a few more (nervous laugh). 

I don't know how full time parents do it! I can spend all day with the hubbo but with BB just his voice and all the repetitive conversation gets under my skin. Hopefully this is part of the transition and building up a tolerance. I've always known I wasn't a baby person and I relate better with middle schoolers and up as a teacher, so maybe that's part of the equation too. 


In other news, my sister stopped by my apartment without warning late last week. It shook me up. Now I'm dreading Easter. Not that it's any guarantee that we get to celebrate Easter what with the shelter in place order. We doubt social gatherings over 6 will be allowed then, but who knows. And who knows whether we'll go anyways.


8 comments:

  1. Our social gatherings have been limited to your own household - or two people. Effectively it means that you can have one person visiting. Or can walk with one person. Exercise with one. Weddings have an upper limit of five (including the celebrant and funeral an upper limit of 10 (again including the celebrant). No hugging. No kissing. Which is putting a crimp on a lot of people's lives.
    I admire teachers, but couldn't be one.
    Stay well, stay safe.

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  2. Wow! I haven't looked at specifics like that for our orders but wow!

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  3. I would have your own Easter at home and Skype with your extended family. We are doing Passover virtually.

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    1. That is a good option! BB has a few FaceTimes with friends (little chaotic but he loves it)

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  4. If you're going to compare yourself to "full-time" parents, you need to do it more realistically. Realize that they get tired of their kids constant questions, they get tired of figuring out how to teach and entertain them, they get tired of constant demands, etc. Meaning, it sounds like you're very normal. And everyone is adjusting to a new situation. That takes time. Easier said than done, but don't worry, it sounds like you're doing great.

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  5. Thank you! That is good to remember and I wasn't. Today was a much better day that Tuesday & Wednesday.

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  6. Don't be too hard on yourself. Parents are human - they get tired, frustrated, fed up. They do the best they can. And this situation is extraordinary. I bet even the saintly parents are hanging by a thread :)

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  7. "Even the saintly parents are hanging by a thread" is quite helpful and I nice catchphrase to have stuck in my head, thank you :o)

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Be well, HBF