I returned to my third year in the same school district and fourth year teaching with a missus attached to a new last name and a secret. Life changes were coming to me in threes.
Students had a difficult time calling me by my married name and I had a difficult time keeping my emotions in check. By the first parent teacher conference, most students in my class knew I was pregnant due to my morning sickness. Five minutes before parent teacher conferences were over; I was closing up my classroom so that I could spend some quality sick time in the bathroom when a set up parents and their daughter strolled down the hallway. I apologized for my leaving saying that I had a bought of morning sickness and that their daughter was doing well in my class.
I worked hard to put together lessons for my long term sub while continuing to supervise yearbook, coach dance team, and teach. I worked right up until I had my daughter and continued to grade artwork, contact my long term sub, and pop into school while on maternity leave. Four weeks later, I returned to work with my breast pump in tow.
The school district decided to make deep cuts for the following year by reducing me to seventy percent. I would be to school every day two hours after school started, while still advising yearbook and coaching dance team. I spent a great deal of time discussing the options with my principal of making the position full time. Unfortunately, the school board would not support me traveling between schools.
I finished out the rest of the school year and signed my contract for the following year at seventy percent with a heavy heart. Marriage, new baby, and change in employment status placed an added stress on my personal life.