6 weeks + 5 days

These past few days have been a complete and utter clusterf*ck of emotions.

On the bright side, I'm close to 7 weeks now, and just days away from our first ultrasound. I'm swinging rapidly from emotion to emotion - complete joy and excitement at seeing our baby, but then overwhelming terror that something will be wrong and this journey might be over for us.

And then, on top of that, some things went down at work that left me reeling. If you're relatively new here, you might not know the details of my employment: I'm a primary school teacher, on a Year 1 class this year. I'm not a permanent member of staff, I'm a long-term temporary teacher, and I teach from year to year - Jan to Dec.

On Wednesday, our principal called me in to a meeting. She informed me that my class was to be getting a new student, and proceeded to inform me that he was coming from a special school with diagnosed emotional & behavioural disorder. I had one of these children last year, who was violent, left school grounds on multiple occasions, and caused me to have the most difficult term in my teaching career so far. Needless to say, the second she started talking, I had warning bells going off in my head, and in my tummy.

Immediately, I told her I wasn't comfortable with the idea. She knows about the pregnancy, I told her several weeks ago. She asked if I would go to a meeting to learn more information about him, and I agreed - asking her keep my reservations in mind. I won't make this a long and boring blog entry, but let me summarise: I was railroaded into going to observe this child at his behaviour school, and told I was the first option for his care. I was in shock, and sat down in my room after school, looking around and trying to visualise all the work that would have to go in to this behavioural child - and I lost it. I cried, I sobbed, I hyperventilated, I had an epic meltdown.

With the help of a friend, I stood my ground to the principal the next day, and explained that I just couldn't teach this child right now. I was anxious, too anxious about the what-if's, I had my own safety (& the wee embyro) to think about, and that it wasn't the right time to be able to give 100% to this high needs student. I may not be the most liked teacher at the school right now {although I'm told everyone supports my decision} but I know that I made the right decision. Everything in me, every nerve in my body, tells me I did the right thing this time around.

So, it's over. I did it. It's a new month, a new week - and I think I just had my first protective momma moment.


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10 comments:

Cassie Dash said...

Way to go, Mama Bear! That took amazing guts to stand up for what you felt was right and I commend you for it. Wishing you a perfect upcoming ultrasound, and a little bit of peace and calm as you wait for the day. Thinking of you!

Lisa said...

Way to stand up for yourself! And dumb question: what is the school year in Australia (like our August-May/June calendar in the US)?

Aly @ Breathe Gently said...

Lisa, the Aussie school year is from Jan-Dec.

Sweet Mama M said...

I read about this on the Bee and I 100% think you made the right decision. You should not regret making yourself a priority at this time!

MrsBun said...

xox
Sending you good vibes for your ultrasound!

Kristie said...

Good for you for standing your ground! I applaud your decision, there should be no reason to force you into an uncomfortable situation.

Sending good thoughts for your upcoming ultrasound!

Our Wired Lives said...

It is so hard to stand your ground to an authority figure like this. I'm so happy for you. It takes such a strong person to know what they are capable of and to take care of yourself and the student at the same time and say no. Big hugs!

Hapa Hopes said...

Girl! I get you. Even if I'm just in a TWW I try to get out of seeing BD patients, so I can't imagine thinking of having an entire school year of feeling afraid. You make the right decision for you, the bambino, and the student.

terra said...

I'm glad you stood up for yourself, lady, and I think I would have felt the same way in a similar situation. There's just too much that's gone into this pregnancy for something as risky as that to come into your life.

one little acorn said...

Listening to your instinct and making a stand was totally the right thing to do... It's never easy to say no, but you did it. Good on you.





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