I did it, y’all! Passed my Praxis reading with a 192/200 and math with 196/200! Absolutely crushed it! Those are technically unofficial scores-final results plus writing grades will be released in August, but the fact remains-I passed! 🤩

Rejoined the gym. Downloaded @gains-skeets.bsky.social GAINS 2.0. Let’s do this. 💪🏻

A holiday week and long weekend, and my professor gave us double the work-two full chapters. Ughhhh I am stressing.

Any tips for a “No Spend” month? I’m trying to make and save as much money as possible so that I’m prepared to survive student teaching.

Because being a substitute teacher, in grad school, and full time parenting wasn’t enough… ya girl went and got herself another part time job. 🤦🏼‍♀️ Gotta keep the hustle going if I’m going to get this dang license. Prepping myself financially for when I student teacher and can’t work.

Let my kid post ONE video to TikTok and dude gets over 1500 views. 🤣

Woohoo, the kiddos come home today! And next week, I’ll be saying woohoo, the kiddos go to their dad’s today! Welcome to summer schedule. 😂

My daughter wears custom made bathing suits b/c she’s trans and they “protect her modesty.” My ex took the kids on a waterpark vacation & swore he had last summer’s suit for her to wear, that she’d tried it on and it still fit. This was, in fact, a lie. Now, she’s wearing some off the rack nonsense.

Grades are 1. not an indication of a child’s worth 2. not a judgement on parents. Is your child kind, respectful, and helpful? Are you attentive, patient, and supportive? Life is so much more than grades and it is easy to lose sight of that, especially as end-of-year assessments roll in.

Fun fact: I’ve ridden in the Goodyear Blimp 3 times.

NPR@npr.org · last yr.

We head up into the skies over Los Angeles in honor of the Goodyear Blimp's 100th. Come join us ... there's room for eight.

One of my student’s parents wrote to me, “[My child] says you are fun and silly, but never let the class get too out of control.” 🤣 I’ll take it! 💜

School’s out for summer and I am basically unemployed, now. 😅

This school year put me through the wringer. I was a long-term substitute for kg-1st special ed, fourth grade, and fifth. Each quarter was very long. I am burnt out and beat up. But, the number one thing I’m coming out of this year with is: teaching is the right career for me.

I’ve been happily single for four years, but feelings of loneliness and boredom are creeping in. Not sure if I’m actually craving companionship or just need a med check after a particularly cold and rainy spring. 😅

My favorite restaurant has two locations in my city. One is closer to my house, but has crappy service, the other is further away, but the service is potentially better. Which spot do I go to?

I knew I did not want my current position when I accepted it because it was way too much work for the pay. I was told if I wanted to further my career with my employer, it was strongly advised to take the gig. Just three more days. Friends, I haven’t been this stressed since my divorce.

I am hanging on by a thread right now. My mental health is tanked, my energy, sapped. All I want to do is shut down and sleep but I have to keep pushing for one more week. I expected this but there’s nothing I could actually do to prepare. Just have to white knuckle it.

Update: he’s spending 90 days in jail due to priors.

Beth@wndrwmn.bsky.social · last yr.

I should be asleep right now, but a DV situation spilled into my front yard, I had to deal with cops, and my neighbor threatened me. Adrenaline is way too high.

The hardest part about being divorced is not being able to share my memories and feelings with the person who went through it all with me.

Having an almost 13 y/o means sending them a screencap of an Instagram post and saying, “This was your birth announcement!” 😅

My daughter turns 13 on Monday and I am beginning to feel all the emotions. 🥹🥺

I should be asleep right now, but a DV situation spilled into my front yard, I had to deal with cops, and my neighbor threatened me. Adrenaline is way too high.

After almost a year of teaching the upper elementary grades, I am now certain I am built for the littles. Kindergarten and first grade is my sweet spot.

They just canceled our school ice cream social due to tomorrow’s forecasted weather. I am soooo sad, I volunteered to pass out ice cream so that I could be sure to see all my students before the school year ends.

We live in a neighborhood where my kids can roam until the streetlights come on and I don’t have to worry. I love it here.

One of the worst parts about being a teacher is having to make sub plans when you’re sick.

A lot of my colleagues don’t like grading, but I get a kick out of it. It’s selfish, but I love the satisfaction of seeing that yes, I actually *taught* my students something. The info made its way into their brains. When a student doesn’t do well, it gives me the opportunity to grow as an educator.

I keep going viral on Threads when I post about my transgender daughter and it. is. WILD. The haters are there, but gosh. Our trans community is so damn beautiful and supportive. 🏳️‍⚧️

Grades are in and ya girl got a 4.0 for the semester. 😎🤓

Ask anyone why our flights are delayed and it starts with, “Well, Trump…” 🤬