“For just as the body is one and has many members, and all the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ.” I thought it would only be appropriate to start a reflection going into my 17th year of education with scripture that was used at our faculty retreat. This year, our retreat was lead by a good friend, Fr. Mark Ruiz, who happened to be my colleague as the 8th grade ELA/Literature/Spanish teacher in my first year of teaching. It has been difficult to completely step away from the computer during the preparations for back to school while on maternity leave. This year, I became a mom at the beginning of the fiscal year, on the first day of contracts for administrators. During this time, I spent a lot of time watching the Olympics and contemplating how mothers before me found success in motherhood. Most of the Olympians, when interviewed, spoke to how their coaches and families helped them achieve success. Mothers reached out to me to explain how they were able to find success, and it’s really through their “village.” Various people dropping by with food, helping with chores, changing dipaers, and other actions of love helped my growing family through this first month. Cluster feeding and sleep deprivation got me thinking about how I made it to Year 17 as an educator, and I have to credit my “village.”
Community in Education
As a baby teacher, I saw Catholic schools more of a private school. I saw that there was tuition to be paid and education was a commodity reserved for those who “wanted” it. As I matured as a person and an educator, I now understand Catholic education to be something accessible by all, and not just the richest, smartest, and whatever superlative that would make a person “superior.” It took a while to truly understand the idea of “We are many parts, we are all one body” from one of my favorite songs for Communion. There is no way that we can all be the same and move forward. Everyone’s gifts, talents, and shortcomings all contribute to something more beautiful–something bigger than the individual.
An example that easily illustrates this idea is that the school can have a lot of brilliant mathematicians who love math. Nobody knows how things when they break down or read any manuals. The school could have a lot of teachers who understand math to teach, but the school would be in a state of disrepair that would not be conducive to student learning. We need to be a diverse institution that includes those who are creative, analytical, dreamers, realists, supportive, and oppositional. We need the parents who will ask the tough questions and make us better, but we also need the parents who will stand behind you and support everything the school asks. We need the students who can pick up information so quickly that it boosts the teacher ego, but we also need the students who need to be held with care. We need student leaders who inspire others, and we need the students who have yet to find their inspiration.
In teaching, it’s pretty common to feel like you’re alone on an island. Often, teachers are the only adult in the room and decisions are caught in a silo. Teachers Pay Teachers is a website that is a pretty clear example of how teachers need each other. Although some days it feels like you’re going through it by yourself, the teaching community is there so you don’t have to do it alone.
In my first year as principal, our adminstrative office staff left their position suddenly. Not only was I teaching the 4th/5th grade combo class, I was in need of someone to be in the front office. So many people pitched in to make sure I felt supported. Parents volunteered to take calls and take care of visitors. Students in the classroom were on their best behavior so that they can complete their assignments. Teachers pitched in and made sure that my students were supervised while I handled principal duties. The Associate Superintendent and Director of IT jumped in quickly to support whatever need I had. Everyone pitched in and offered their talents to fill an immediate need.
Motherhood and Leadership
Everyone talks about a mother’s intuition like it just magically shows up once you become a mother. Nobody talks about the slow creep and how it just takes over one day. My husband and I were elated and overjoyed with our daughter’s birth. They handed the squirmy tiny human over to me while the staff finished up the rest of the birthing process. I knew about the soft spot, the meconium, vernix caseosa, and all the other clinical stuff. But what do I do with this being that was just growing inside me for 9 months?
Much like leadership, I got handed over the reins, and it was time lead. No matter how many published books there are on leadership and motherhood, experience is the best way to go through it. The intuition or instinct kicks in when it is needed. When the baby cried, I was able to identify the baby’s need. When staff members faced conflict, I was able to help find a resolution. In both cases, there are many books about needs and meeting needs. There were days I got it wrong even though I had gotten it right before. In motherhood and leadership, I am learning to accept the consequences (and celebration) of my responses. The important thing is to listen to the experience I’ve acquired.
During the transition of becoming principal and a mother, so many people have come to hold me in some way. A former colleague donated to my school’s fundraiser to let me know that even though I don’t work with them, they will still support me. Family members sent DoorDash gift cards so that I wouldn’t have to think about cooking. Friends stopped by to bring meals. Colleagues put together a gift basket and kind words to share their experiences with new mothers. Parents from everywhere shared their birth stories both the beautiful and horrific. I am so grateful for all of it. Although I consider myself a relatively strong person on my own, I was made stronger with all the wonderful people reinforcing my own strength with their care, love, and kindness.
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