i had no idea what i was in for when i got ready for my last year of college with a new baby.
no.idea.
at i’m not even full-time. i have a whole new respect for those girls who are taking 12 credits {and more!!} after having a baby while their husbands are also in school.
i thought it would be easy.
two classes
two hours/three days a week
piece of cake.
yeah right. going to class is the easy part.
[minus today when elijah had two major meltdowns before i could go to either class]
there were so many times i told adam i wanted to quit.
what is my major really good for anyways?? [human development?? i’m still wondering what marketable skill i’ll really have after all of this… instead of left with time lost/major debt]
papers, tests, readings, syntheses….
+
baby tugging at your pants whining
+
teething??
+
husband gone most of the day then comes home to do his own {papers, tests, readings…}
+
all the other stuff a wife is supposed to do
+
the stresses of the other wife-y things not getting done
=
A LOT OF WORK!
i can’t wait until this year is over.
i absolutely cannot wait!
but even more, i can’t wait until i can look back on this time and say:
“I DID IT!”
cause adam is right.
i’m going to be proud of my degree [marketable skill or not]. and i’m always going to be proud of having my little chunker.
and i’m going to be proud that even during such a horrendously stressed out time, i got to spend it with my little babe and get to know each other.
{even if i do want to run away sometimes….}