Today I handed in my Teacher Resignation.
It was scary
It made me uncomfortable.
I felt made liberated.
I did it for the benefit of my mental health.
It was to ensure I am the best Mum I can be.
I will have to rely on my husband a little more.
Today I resigned from my role as a Teacher of Drama at a school I’ve been at for the majority of my ten years of teaching.
Yep, I resigned from being a teacher…with no other teaching job to go to.
In all honesty, I’m not sure whether I will ever go back to it properly.
A few simple reasons:
- It’s a demanding job. Holidays or not, the level of work required to be a good/outstanding teacher is unbelievable.
- Time. In order to be a consistent, good teacher you need to put time into it. In and out of school. With a husband that works long hours and now two children. I don’t have the time, or the energy, for it.
- I want to be the best possible Mum I can be. I’m avoiding looking back on my children’s early years and seeing a mixture of juggling them and work – parents evenings, performances, meetings etc.
So, what am I going to do instead?
Well, my loose plan is to do some supply teaching a couple of days a week and develop my face painting business (Okie Dokie Face Painting) in between. As well as keep working on my blog and the social media that comes with it.
My main priority is making the most of my children being little.
I was lucky enough to be able to drop to three days after my son was born and I’m so appreciative of that. The idea was that it would make life easier but unfortunately, I found the pressure to be much more.
Meetings one evening after school and after school rehearsals the other two days meant that any planning and preparation had to be done at home. By the time I had got home, got my son to bed and had my tea, it was 8pm before I was even starting work. My brain does not work well late at night!
I got pregnant with my daughter and everything was even more exhausting. In my post, “Hello Third Trimester” I touched upon my struggles with anxiety regarding work which seemed to develop through my pregnancy, coming to ahead when I had a panic attack in work. Baring all this in mind, I know that, although daunting, I have made the right decision to hand in my teacher resignation letter.
Missed Memories of Teacher Life
I will miss the school that had given me so many memories and treasured friendships over the years. The kids and the relationships that form with them that I won’t get in supply will be a sad aspect of my decision. I will miss the structure and routine of being at the same school. Bluntly, I’m giving up (for now at least) a wonderful career that I have worked really hard for.
However, despite the nervous feeling in my stomach, as I begin walking down a new path in my life, I know I won’t regret it. I won’t regret it when I can be there for my son and daughter’s first day at school, for instance. I’ll be content because I can enjoy family time. Above all, I won’t regret it when I’m a lot more chilled and more relaxed.
I’m aware that not everyone has this option. I feel lucky and grateful that I have the support of my husband as I make this move.
My working life is uncertain. However, this is exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
Watch this space!
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