A journey through life, love and motherhood.

I love my job. I really do… I mean, I like it… some parts of it. When the ‘naughty’ kids are away, it’s a dream! Aside from the helicopter parents, the bitchy colleagues, the never-ending playground duties, the lack of regular toilet breaks and the piles and piles of marking building up on my desk. And don’t even get me started on the dreaded ‘R’ word (reports). Sheesh. The list of shit that a teacher has to deal with is perpetual. Yeah, yeah, I hear you say. Teachers work 9