A journey through life, love and motherhood.

Let me preface this article by reminding everyone that I am not a mother (except a crazy, overzealous puppy mother to my gorgeous baby bull terrier, Rylee - see photograph below). Also, I don’t claim to have any idea how to successfully raise an actual human child so that they grow up to be a somewhat decent person. However, being a teacher of whippersnappers has opened my eyes to a few common parenting faux pas. I decided to compile a list so that when I do have my own kids,

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