Even though I am sad to go back to a daily grind I am also so anxious to meet my new little faces. Classes are like your own children I think, their will NEVER be one alike. I dread/look forward to the first day of school where I don't sit down for 7 hours straight, tie a million shoes, clean up spilt breakfast, comfort little babies fears of kindergarten, and countdown the seconds until lunch. I am praying for my new students already. Praying that they are getting enough to eat, being hugged at home, and that they will respond to me well. I worry that they will get to school safe on the first day and that the excitement that they have when they see me and the classroom for the first time will not die throughout the year. I also have to pray for myself. To remember where these babies come from, what they do and see at night, for patience, love, forgiveness, and to not scream GET ME OUTTA OF HERE in the middle of class :)
Even though I dream of days when I don't have to work and I get to raise my own babies at home, I truly do love my job and the lives I get to be a part of for 9 months.