All that physical pain is from readjusting to the physical demands of teaching. I stand more and move around more than I thought I did (it's only been 2.5 months) and as I lounged around in my pajamas, I was busy prepping for the upcoming year. I always improve myself. The preparations I did for my classroom involved Pinteresting, ordering school items with the best deal, workshops (more sitting and driving to get there), and creating lesson plans on the computer. They did not include calisthenics (maybe they should!). At most, I got a Wii remote in my hand and competed with my children at Just Dance. Apparently, I'm the only one who can beat the 10 year old (don't worry, she can slaughter my score, too).
Our school has a contract with an outside child psychologist/counselor office. The counselor is phenomenal and I get to sit with her at lunch most days. She told me at the end of last year that I inspired her to return to her raw diet with more vigor. She may not understand how much that inspires me, too, when I hear her say that. It's important to spread the spark to others, to keep talking to people about health issues. I am your resident health nag and I'm here because I love you and I want you to feel better. I want you to have that chance! I believe knowledge is power. What you know helps you make choices that improve your quality of life.
This counselor explained to me this week how she educated herself over the summer (we do that, we spend our down-time in the summer researching to improve ourselves professionally, we're so obsessed). She explained how she learned about how nutrition affects our children - the very children she's hired to help. How what we give our children to eat and drink helps cause and exacerbate autism, ADHD, anxiety, and a host of other childhood ills. As educators, we are seeing more and more children with severe cases of mental/emotional issues at tender ages. My counselor described seeing our newest kindergarten class and how it pains her to see symptoms already. She's already put that pendulum into motion, asking for testing, so that she can do her part to help. She always advocates that the sooner she works with children (i.e. the younger they are), the quicker she can remedy their issues. There is most certainly a connection between what we put in our bodies (and that of our children) and the health issues that result.
This counselor asked me how much weight I had lost through this journey of mine. It was 42 pounds, but I gained 2 back. I'm eating my veggies every day. I'm not going off my diet. I'm not suddenly eating vats of full-sugar ice cream (though some days make you consider hitting the grocery store like some hit up the liquor store). However, we're wise educators and we know there's something so evil that can throw off our body's systems. We both went, "Stress."
From my personal experience, my thyroid does not appreciate that S-word. My mother firmly believes my thyroid went haywire because of the work environment I was in. I tend to agree with her. I knew in order to take care of my health, I had to turn in a resignation letter. We hadn't found the answer to my health woes at that point, but I knew certain life choices gave - or ruined - your chances at improved health. I'm glad I made that choice.
That sweet counselor saw me stretching out my neck earlier in the week at lunch and commented how I must carry my stress in my neck and shoulders. Oh yeah, I do, and in my hips when they're crabbing at me for standing and walking around the classroom for 7 hours and all I sat down was for 15 minutes at lunch (I have a habit of helping out at lunch and 15 minutes will pass before I have my food in front of me, and scarfing food down in another 10-15 isn't healthy, but it's my life...and then onto helping with recess and PE dress-out). This counselor is awesome.
Even though I don't pay her a cent, she genuinely cares. She gave me advice on not taking everything so seriously (who, me, Ms. Type A personality?). Without thinking I said, "I take everything seriously." I take education and children seriously. I know I'm obsessed about quality education, about children feeling safe and feeling good about themselves and learning loads and loads while I have time with them. However noble and Mother Teresa of me that is, that stress can take its toll.
When we take the time to put stress in check, we make a healthy choice. If you take care of yourself, you are better equipped to do well on behalf of those areas in your life you devote your energy to. If I take care of myself, my students and biological children (and the overgrown one who married me) get my best.
As always, I have suggestions for ways to put stress in check and help each of us. I use these tricks and sometimes have to remind myself of a few I forgot about.
Music
If it weren't for my husband, I'd forget about this one constantly. Because of that man, we have music in our lives. I never would have tried karaoke if it weren't for him. We have the best times at karaoke. There is one venue in town that has Saturday karaoke that isn't a bar. That means our children can go with us and we can eat dinner or get appetizers. Two of my girls sing karaoke and the cutest thing this year is when my homeroom has one of the other child karaoke singers!! She's so quiet and shy, but we already have a history of seeing each other at karaoke so we've broken the shy student barrier.
If you don't know my husband, he's a walking radio. He can sing anything acapella. He's won karaoke contests. He's also the man who makes up lyrics, mostly hilarious ones. His girls (i.e. me and three children) have taken to making up lyrics to songs we know. Some are rather...ahem...potty humor, let's say. There was that one time I got to the restroom first and a daughter sang on the other side of the door - to the tune of "Do You Want to Build a Snowman" - new lyrics in the order of "I really have to pooooo...you've been in their all daayyyy...."
Comedy
This is an easy jump from the last example I gave you. Children are hilarious just as much as they're frustrating. I see fellow employees teaching kinder how to be in lines and it's watching them herd cats. It made me quite thankful I was training 4th grade, lemme tell ya! I've taught several grades and I think teenagers and 4th graders are loads of fun and they make me laugh (junior high, not so much).
The point is, laughter is instant stress-relief. If I was given nothing else by my family, it was a wicked sense of humor. I laugh at the absurdities of life. I laugh joyously when I hear some strange way a child has misunderstood the world because there's a charm in it. But sometimes, when we're too Type A, we need to seek out comedy. I know I married my husband because of his humor and I always think "Score!" when I get him chuckling. He's a funny man and I made the funny man laugh!
Exercise
Exercise is beneficial on many levels. I find those evenings the girls convince me to do Just Dance, I sleep heavier throughout the night and that's quite the blessing. Because I have children, I've become a light sleeper. I wake up more often than I should, but if I exercise, I wake up less often throughout the night.
Exercise not only helps with sleep (which reduces stress, too), but it increases endorphin production in our bodies. We all benefit from an endorphin's boost. Sometimes, I get my best workouts when I'm mad and when I'm done, I'm more at peace. Exercise combats anxiety, depression, and a host of other health issues, not to mention gives us a leg-up on controlling our weight, joint inflammation (warm them up!), and blood sugar.
Gaming
I am surrounded by gamers. My children, husband, and students all enjoy games. We play electronic as well as board and card games in our home. The point is, it can be great distraction to get a group of people you enjoy together and play a game. It gets you laughing and provides you with that important social contact we must have as humans.
Games come in many forms. When I make a lesson into a game, it's even more fun for me because I get to watch children and they often make me laugh. I had students switch partners this week and I switch it up, but at one point, I said for them to Zombie Walk to their new partner. It prevented running, but it also gave me some laughs. They're good at acting, it didn't interfere with getting to the next part of our lesson, and no one got hurt or in trouble....and did I mention I get to laugh at their silliness?
Self-Talk
The way we talk to ourselves plays a huge role in our stress levels. There are many aspects of my job that have the power to anger me. I can allow that to happen and then I've allowed that one aspect or person to ruin the rest of my day. So, I talk to myself like I would someone else to kick myself out of a negative mindset.
Instead of being utterly frustrated that there are kinks in our schedule that we're still sorting out, watching the kinder folk herd their cats made me tell myself, "Oh, be thankful for your position. You could be there." Some of those kiddos have never been in a line before, and teaching them how to dump out their extra milk into a bucket (at lunch) was a fiasco the first week. Those poor, short fellows and gals would place their trays on the floor so they could dump their milk and before you know it, other little ones were stepping in trays to throw their trash away...what a mess! Some of those kiddos follow the wrong class line and the paraprofessionals are busy counting noses and missing one that didn't follow directions. Sometimes, they go to the bathroom without telling anyone. Some are too busy chatting up a friend and as a result, they miss the moving line. I found myself helping the final kinder line out of the cafeteria yesterday. That last group of boys were so in their own world, they would have been left behind because they saw something cool over there and went to investigate it....as their class walks to the playground without them (around a few corners and way out of sight).
In the end, I think of the mess I'm dealing with and think it could be worse. The hardest days of our lives are the ones where we've lost someone we love. I tell myself that often because I know I'd rather deal with a rough day at work with it's challenges than lose someone. It puts my problems in perspective. It doesn't all have to be perfect. Take a deep breath and carry on to the next thing.
Pets
My silly cat enters a danger zone when I first wake up. I can barely see and he's pushing my hand with his head for a morning love-up. When I finally let him in my lap and I'm less bleary eyed and my hands actually start giving his super soft fur a rub, I look down and see this stupid grin on his face. I grew up with dogs (and I love dogs, too), and I always imagined cats as being persnickety personalities. Affection was only on their terms. They'd never look ridiculous...and here I have a cat who will turn himself inside out, literally, and tuck his nose into the crook of my arm like I'm his mother. I laugh at him because he attempts to perch himself on a postage-stamp size furniture edge in an effort to get to me...and then falls. I don't think he understands how much rump he has now. It doesn't fit in that spot anymore.
If that's not stress relief, I don't know what is. When I've been the most upset, that little furball will not leave my side. He thinks I need to sat on and he's persistent. If I shoo him away, he sits only a few feet away. Animals are quite perceptive at our pain and anger. He is not leaving my side while I'm in that state. I've had dogs with that attitude, too, and it's as if they're saying, "Mom, I know you're upset. I'm here. I love you! You're awesome!"
Self-Care
This category is my hardest to master. If you've seen my nails and cuticles, you'd see why. I don't have time (and often the money) for the salon. I know I need to take the time because handling paper and transparencies dry my hands out so much. I get more hangnails and ragged, tearing cuticles when I don't care for my hands and that's rather painful. My hands have had one heck of time adjusting to the school year. I leave lotion in the classroom and I leave it out so I see it, grab it, and use it...but that only does so much. I'm in need of serious oil treatments at this point (not to mention a phone alarm to actually use the lotion and drink some water).
However, a little time devoted to self-care can make us less stressed-out. Our principal is awesome about inviting a masseuse to our school. We'll be warned ahead of time and we can sign up for 30 minute intervals. She shows up a few times a year. Last year I didn't participate much because my conference period was the same as the lady's lunchtime, but when we had workdays with no students, I signed up!! I have a new conference period now and I hope to take advantage of it. With my own children at home, their homework, papers to grade, lessons to plan and prepare, dinner, laundry, dishes, tell me when I can take time to go get a hair cut or massage? (I'm known to take scissors to my own hair). The fact that our principal organizes these is a huge gift.
If there's anyone out there in this world who thinks "oh, what a cushy job to have a masseuse during your working hours," you misunderstand what educators do. We work many unpaid hours for the benefit of our students. We spend our summer months at workshops and often use our own money on supplies (I'm very guilty of that). The educators I work with are just as obsessive and dedicated as I am. We don't get paid for that time, but we do it anyway. It is quite the gift to have a principal who knows her employees and finds ways to take care of us. I see how overworked she is on our behalf and on our students' behalf. I know I'm blessed to work there. I've worked for principals who don't appreciate their staff nor take care of them in any form or fashion.
The last time I saw the masseuse, I told her I bet we're one of the worst-off professions physically speaking. She agreed. We are some of the worst ones for self-care and we either sit for long periods of time (grading papers) or stand and walk all day (teaching). We don't take the time to take care of ourselves.
But we should. I can think of many other professions that carry great stress and work longer than 8 hours a day. We could get into a long list of those professions, it's not just teachers, but the point remains that many people have demanding, stressful jobs. We must take care of ourselves.
One of my favorite sayings is, "If you don't take Time, Time will take you down." I know people who allow stress to control their lives and they suffer from repeat (several times a week) migraines. I have learned to stop and take care of myself. If my back is screaming, I better go stretch or I'll be taking time off to visit a chiropractor. I don't have the time to take off (docked pay!) nor do I want that bill (I have more PE clothes to order for my children because they refuse to stop growing). We cause our own pain and discomfort often times. Taking control of the stress in our lives, removing/changing stress sources, and actively pursuing stress relief improve our health and well-being.
Remember...
If you don't take Time, Time will take you down.