Ex teacher here. I started my degree 4 months after my son was born. I flew threw the course, the academic and the placements.
Starting teaching- it was a whole new ball game. I lasted a year and I jumped ship.
It helped me as in I have stayed in a 'teacher/trainer/facilitator' role, and within 5 years of qualifying I was on almost 50k- just not within primary education.
I loved the teaching aspect, I loved the kids, I didn't mind the planning- but it was the shit that came with it. The no appreciation. Seeing teachers crying in the toilets because they were burnt out. Seeing the bitching that went on in the staff room (what I seen was bad and that was in 4 different schools).
Many of my friends and family are teachers and lecturers. I would say 80% are ready to go, 70% can not afford to loose their pay check so are stuck, 20% are leaving in July and 4 left last July.
My best friend was a head of department, an excellent teacher, I had a phone call one morning, could I meet her urgently in a coffee shop, I rushed there and she was a mess. She had phoned in sick to school, she had reached her breaking point, and it killed me to see her like that.
Her husband thought she should just 'get on with it'. We talked for 5 hours. That's when she made her decision to go. Her reasons? The same as everyone's- was not the kids, it was the crap that went with it. 7:30am start-6:00pm finish, then all the extra curricular they were expected to do, sometimes not getting home until 9:00pm then having to mark plan etc.
Since she left in July, she is a totally different person.
I know I'm only giving you the horror, and someone will come along to tell you the nice. But so many people can not be wrong.