I am officially back at work, as I've written about extensively. I am also officially back in the classroom. This has had profound affects on me personally and professionally.
Professionally, I'm happy. I have taught this week (for the first time in 16 months), and I enjoyed it. I love teaching, and I know I'm good at it. I like getting students interested, and I am able to get them to respond to things they may not otherwise respond to. I am happy with the content of my classes, and I can already tell that most of my students are genuinely interested in the material and will be open to discussion. I am also getting research and writing done, which makes me really happy. It's slow, as writing often is, but it's happening.
Personally, I'm struggling a bit. George started child care full time last week; he now goes every weekday. He enjoys it, and he is doing well in his class. I found it really hard not to have a great deal of one on one time with him, though. I had to sneak in quiet minutes with each of the boys, actually, and that was hard to do. I managed, but given the nature of our weekly schedule, I don't get big chunks of time with each of them as I did while I was on leave. I am finding the transition of the full-time work groove to be more difficult than I anticipated. I've cried every day this week about how the days have gone from fairly relaxed with lots of time to get necessary tasks accomplished to schedule driven. It's more difficult than I anticipated. I am, however, following the advice of a dear friend and giving it time. I'm trying to keep my expectations realistic and to not judge myself for being upset. I'm not so good at either of those things.
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