What I hate most about teaching while pregnant is that it completely enables the kids. I'm sure you were expecting me to say that I hate having to be on my feet or that I hate having to give so much energy, when I really have so little to give. But no, I hate how they excuse anything wrong they do by saying that I'm pregnant, thus I am cranky and hormonal.
The kids haven't yet asked me if I'm pregnant, but they know. They've asked nearly every other teacher they have, all of whom keep imploring them to just ask me. I'm a little surprised because 8th graders don't usually show this much tact! Yesterday, the question was posed to their Orchestra teacher, with the add-in, "Well, we think she's pregnant because she's getting bigger... and she's really cranky."
See, I wasn't cranky. BUT NOW I AM. When I was pregnant with Luke, I had a student tell his mom that he failed silent reading because I was pregnant and hormonal. REALLY? I fail to see how my hormones stopped him from reading, unless they formed some sort of force field around his book. Once I get past the first trimester, I'm really good about keeping my hormones in check, so I know I'm not any stricter than usual. I will fully admit that I run a tight ship. Kids don't talk out of turn in my room, and they know that they can't get away with much--but that attitude toward classroom management has nothing to do with pregnancy (and a lot with me just normally being a bitchy person!). However, any time the kids do something wrong or out of turn, they completely feel like they can excuse themselves from any blame, simply because they've learned that pregnancy makes women cranky.
And THAT? Yeah, that makes me cranky.