On decisions

My program's orientation was this morning and the scene was basically this

On average, my cohorts are about ten years younger than me. 

The other night, my husband and I were watching a show (I can't remember what it was) and the host defined success as that 8th time you get back up after falling and failing seven times before.  Usually those cliched sayings go right over my head but this time I really took it to heart.

In the past few weeks, I had a choice to change my studies in order to graduate earlier than expected.  That also meant that I would be graduating with a degree I never had intention of pursuing and in the long run, have no idea what I would do with career-wise.  With that being said, I'm not going to lie, I was very tempted to switch.  The idea of finally graduating college trumped over what I actually want to do for the rest of my life.

In the end, I decided to continue with the teaching program.  I worked extremely hard this past year to get into this program and the thought of short-changing myself for the short term benefit really felt like I wasn't giving myself enough credit. 

Pursuing this program also means pushing the baby agenda to even a later date.  This brings about a lot of concerns with me but that is something I hope I won't have to worry about later on.  I'll just have to make sure to take really good care of myself physically and mentally and hopefully there won't be any complications when the time comes. 

Through all this one thing that has kept me going is the overwhelming support I have received.  Support from my husband, my in-laws, family, and friends.  It is amazing what few positive words can do to boost one's self-esteem and ease doubts.

I never thought I'd come back to blogging but I think this would be a good mental release for what is to come in finishing this program. 

Thanks for reading.

-D