8/08/2013

I had a dream and it came true

I hated my phone this morning as those obnoxious church bells (originally meant to be the lesser of two evils when selecting alarm sounds) beckoned me to rise from the dead a whole hour and a half earlier than I'm usually accustom.

 This morning I had to accompany the hubby to work, which means there's an hour and 15 minutes of downtime before I have to leave to pick my kiddo up for the second to last day of summer services. (I'm still convinced a summer monster gobbled up June and July. He's licking his sticky fingers as he gets ready to fork away at August). So as I sit here sipping my Green Mountain Breakfast Blend (with a splash of Bayley's French Vanilla creamer, obviously) and crunching away at my buttery-sticky-honey-fied English muffin, I figure there's no better time than the present to share some exciting, wonderful news.

I've accepted a job as a preschool teacher! 

Friends, family and those of you who have followed my blog for a while now will understand the significance of this. Will understand why I cried big happy crocodile tears after calling to accept the position. Why I feel like this is more proof that dreams really do come true. For others - you may just think I'm a dramatic sappy saddo. I mean, come on. Who the hell cries about getting hired as a preschool teacher?

This chick! That's who! 

Since the hubby and I moved from England back to Vermont I've been working as a Behavioral Interventionist for kiddos on the spectrum and with EBD. And while I've absolutely loved my job, my co-workers, and the children (oh, how I've grown to loooove the kiddos) I always known that it was a stepping stone in my journey to becoming a teacher. A job that would change me, educate me, and help make me the best educator I can be. A job that would show me how spectacular every child is, no matter their diagnosis or background. But a job that I would inevitably move on from, when the time was right, to teach. 
And after an enlightening, exhausting and truly fabulous 9 months, that time has come. 

And so now, for the first time since graduating with my teaching degrees, I will be teaching. For the first time in my life when people ask me what my job is, I can finally tell them what I've always wanted to tell them. 

"I'm a teacher."

All of the blood, sweat, tears, dedication, ambition, desire, student debt and love. It's all paid off. It's all been worth it. This is a privilege, a title and a dream that I've worked so unbelievably hard for, and my heart is so completely happy. 

I've never been so ready for the next chapter.

18 comments:

  1. Congratulations! My mom has been a preschool teacher for 21 years at our church and loves every moment of her job and is now the co-director! It's always amazing when dreams come true.

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    1. Thanks, Amanda! And congratulations to your Mom! Go her!

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  2. yeahhhhh! Huge congrats! So happy and proud of you. Now you need a house and a little bun in the oven,,:)
    love you
    Dani

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    1. Thank you so much, Dani! :) The house is in the works, and soon after that we'll get baking! ha! Love you

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  3. Congratulations! Those little pre schoolers will be so blessed to have you in their lives!

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    1. Cate, you're always so sweet :) Thank you! :)

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  4. I am SO excited you for Amanda!!! Such a huge blessing you will be to those kiddos!!

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    1. Thanks, Kenzie! :) I have a feeling they will be a blessing to me too :)

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  5. Congrats lady! It sounds like you have all the passion and desire to be an amazing teacher!

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