Thanks to the miracle of antibiotics I was back at work today. My throat is still slightly sore, but that didn't stop me from yakking it up most of the day.
Sometimes, actually quite often, I feel guilty about my job. All day long I work with 3-5 year olds. My own children are 3 and 5. All day long I sing songs, read books, play games, teach early literacy skills, do language enrichment and basically entertain 3-5 year olds. Other peoples' 3, 4 and 5 year-olds. When I get home, I'm usually so spent or I have to go grocery shopping or cook or clean that my time with my own children is not even half of what I give "the others".
But there are days when my guilt gets the best of me, or simply because I'm doing something in therapy that I know my children will enjoy, and I bring a therapy activity home. Like today I brought home Jan Brett's The Mitten, along with a card stock mitten and animal cut outs I had made off the author's website (do you know she has over 4,000 printable activities on there?!). We read the story, sequenced the animals going into the mitten and acted out the events. I even followed up with "wh" questions.
Is this a sign that I'm working too much?
2 comments:
Hey--that's what they call multi-tasking. ;) At least you have something of value to teach them; I'm teaching my kids how to post to Facebook from their cell phones and how to do a google search for how to watch tv for free while you're on the computer.
Ha! I KNOW that guilt so well - spending my day giving my all to everyone else's kids and then coming home crabby and tired to my own. It's bad. I love that brought all that home, I never thought of it! I'll bet they loved it.
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