I have no idea if I’m going through a quarter life crisis or maybe the children are finally driving me insane during quarantine, but I got an overwhelming urge to make a major change in my life. I decided on a whim to reapply for university to complete my degree – and I was accepted.
I’m so excited, but I’m also terrified. I barely survive during the day with the two kids, and the baby has recently decided his calling hour is 4:30 every single morning. It’s taking a physical and mental toll on me, and I am slowly sinking into a pit of self loathing and exhaustion. During these difficult days, I dream of returning to normalcy, which made me reevaluate what I’m doing with my life.
My goal was to be an elementary school teacher. I love the age group, I love the curriculum and I love to be such an important influence for such an impressionable age. When I attended college to become an early Childhood educator, I loved being involved in the program. I graduated with honors, was involved with the faculty and I was the student representative of the program. I loved my time at college so much that I thought about teaching there full time.
Both directions required a Bachelor of Arts so I discovered a Bachelor of psychology that I’m going to pursue. I’m still undecided between teachers college and a masters program – I guess we will see! Which would you rather do? Let me know in the comments.
I’m starting in two days. I’m really hoping my third attempt at finishing this degree is my final one. I’m also hoping this isn’t a huge mistake. Pray for my sleep deprived soul.