I’m taking an online class right now about being a positive educator. The class meets on a group chat platform once a week from 7-9 PM.
When I signed up for the class, my thought was, “Oh that’s perfect, the same night as my husband goes to play basketball so we won’t ever have plans anyway.”
What I should have thought was “Oh, there’s no way that can work, I can’t be in a live class and entertain, then put to bed a loud, energetic toddler.” For some reason none of this occurred to me.
So tonight, again, I virtually attended half of my class with a toddler in the background- yelling, playing, running, and wanting desperately to bang on my keyboard.
Last week this stressed me out beyond belief. This week I was ready for it. I took out some toys he hasn’t seen in a while, set my computer higher up, out of reach, and was prepared to just roll with it.
One of the things about being a teacher, and being a mom, is I’m never not multitasking.