Nov 11, 2011

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The Class That Sent Me into Labor

Do you ever have one of those groups that is notorious in the school for being “That Class”- You know the class where no substitute ever returns? The class that sends the teacher into retirement the next year? The class that you say a prayer as they walk in as you take a deep breath and just hope to survive? Yes. I have a couple of those classes. One in particular. 28 first graders. No help or assistance. Last period of the day. Lots of naughty boys. 4 behavior charts. Needy students. Academically low students who need my help but I can’t seem to get to and to top it off, some sassy little girls. The list goes on!  I think most of it boils down to the number of students. You just don’t feel like you can get to all of them and be a truly GOOD teacher.

This was this class that sent me into labor.

Imagine that. I think my sweet little Nora sensed I needed a break and wanted me to have just one fun last little time with this group of cherubs before my maternity leave. :) As I was teaching this group, I noticed I didn’t feel well.  Well, you are 9 months pregnant, close to your due date and it’s the end of the day. Of course you don’t feel well!    Then, as I was giving directions to this class, I had my hand up in the air to signal quiet to the students (most were listening at this point!) I stopped short in my tracks and bent over a little. OUCH! I think that was a contraction. I mustered through it and kept talking. Hmmm.. Something is up, I said to myself.  This was the first of many lovely contractions. Later that night I was in the hospital ready to have my baby girl, who was born the next day.

So, any pregnant ladies out there who are just itching to go into labor?  Leave it up to your most challenging class to get the adrenaline pumping. You never know!

I have a lot more to share about this 1st grade management mess that I have left to my poor substitute…. She says things are going well, but they are just a little “high maintenance.”… I have some other words to describe them.  Oh, Bless her heart!  In attempts to find solutions to this group’s energy, I have modified my management plan jut for this group, which I plan to share very soon.

I would also like to add that the AOE Class, The Element ended online on October 20th, the exact day I had Nora. So, how is that for timing! :)

Any funny school and labor stories?  

What about anyone out there who notices their blood pressure rise with certain classes- I know you’ve got them! 

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  • Mindy

    I had one of those classes! It was a high school drawing class! I had a student with autism. That I couldn’t leave with a sub, all of the teachers in the rooms around me were out on a field trip. When the sub got to my room I tried to walk the young lady to her specialist and she started screaming and yanking on my arm. In between contractions I got her to calm down! But boy was that a crazy day! I didn’t deliver until 28 hours after that.

  • Clare

    I have LOTS of those classes. We have lots of needy students. None of them sent my into labor 3 years ago! I am constantly reevaluating my management plans…..”what am I NOT doing to get to these kids?”…..doubting my ability as a teacher. Our 3rd grade…….up all 5 sections are a challenge! They made 5 sections of 3rd grade to make smaller classes…..not for there Specials! That is right 1 class the students are split and travel with one of the other 3rd grade classes so I see 28 3rd graders at a time….full house….every seat is taken and I have no assistance. As of now 2 of my classes couldn’t even handle using chalk pastel……so I have to adapt my lessons and it doesn’t look like I will be painting with them unless I get some help. I hate to do that because there are a few good apples in the bunch. I could go on forever about this! It is a challenge…..always……in my school!

  • Patzpie

    I find it really sad and yet comforting to know that this problem is not mine alone. Is it the kids who have changed or is it us? Usually, I find that kids are kids no matter what their socio-economic backgrounds. I have students who come from “good families” and ones who live with alcoholic, abusive single parents who bring trashy overnight partners home.(The kids actually tell me this stuff……….) My point is that it usually only takes one or two rude, disrespectful kids to ruin a good classroom climate. I remove a child IMMEDIATELY to make my point to the rest of the class-I do not accept that kind of behavior. I tell the offenders(out in the hallway) that they can come back after a sincere apology and an immediate change of behavior or frankly I don’t care if they spend the whole year in the office during their art time. I deserve respect and if they can’t show me any, I will not spend another minute with them. Fortunately, I have principals who are supportive.

  • Ronda

    It wasn’t necessarily a class that put me into labor for the final time just about 11-years-ago to the day, but clearly I did sense “something.” I had the “nesting syndrome” in my classroom. I knew the doctors weren’t going to let me spend a day past Thanksgiving in my classroom (wasn’t supposed to deliver until December, though), so I was busy getting everything I could ready for my substitute (the person I replaced upon retirement, so luckily he knew the room and all the fine details). I finished laying out lesson plans and materials for each on a table for every class for the next week on Monday of Thanksgiving week, and lo and behold…Matthew was born the next day. Whew! I was ready to roll and “not a worry in my head.” Yeah, right. (It all worked out just fine, my classroom was in excellent hands…but I know we all worry about it.)

  • Dale

    I have many classes like the one you are describing. It seems that at our school “THE” classes come and go in waves. One year it’s the 5th graders then like this year it’s the 1st graders. Thankfully I do have many students that lend a note of humor at the most critical time. I was encouraging my first graders to mix primary colors and we went over what happens when you mix yellow with red. Orange, of course. So thinking I might challenge some critical thinking I asked what would happen if we mixed red with the orange. From the corner of the room I hear an enthusiastic “redge”. Critical thinking, I’m not sure, but it was sure creative! He made my day.

  • annberman

    I was was due in 3 weeks and that morning I was noticing an uncomfortable ache. It came and went. I chalked it up to Braxton Hicks (false) contractions. This was to be my 2nd child, my first arriving 11 days late, so I really didn’t think I was ready to pop this early. It was late April and I was hanging the student art show. 9 months preggers and up and down the ladder. During classes, I would have to stop and “breathe through” the ache. Calling my OBGYN she said I was early, and not to be concerned as they were not real contractions. So I continued throughout the day. By 1pm a teacher in the lunch room took one look at me hoo hoo-ing and hee hee-ing and declared that I was officially in labor and to get to the hospital. Looking at my times I had jotted down, these “aches” were consistently 14 min. apart…very steady! Stubborn me, I finished the day, and ended up giving birth later that evening. 3 weeks early, but a perfectly healthy baby girl! A few days later, on my way home from the hospital, I instructed my hubby to stop by the school as I hadn’t done my sub plans for my maternity leave. He thought I was nuts, but I went in to my classroom, with the baby in my arms, wrote up my sub plans, said hi to everyone, and went home. Needless to say I was known as the amazon mother. Giving birth in the field, throwing the baby on her back, and continuing to work the crop. I found out later that my students didn’t even realize I was prgnant, they just thought I was getting fat :-D!!!!!!!