
I made a decision about how and what I should do with myself recently. I don't mean to change anything about being a mommy or wife, I mean add more to my identity. When I was in high school I wanted to go to college and become a physical therapist. I wasn't the best student, I barely passed English because I was too lazy to read the required books more than a few chapters. Homework was a hidden task that I got little help with so I assumed that I would never make it to a higher education. My parents told me once that they would help me get a scholarship to BYU Hawaii but I veto'd that when I stayed on campus for a youth conference weekend and saw the bars on the windows, seriously. After deciding that wasn't for me the subject of school never came up again. I went on in life to fulfill a mission which in itself was a great education. When I returned home I decided to be a "grownup" and apply for schooling. I went to Mountain West College for one semester. I got on the Deans list because I applied myself. I also racked up about $5,000 in student loan debt which is a lot for a single girl with a minimum wage job. At the end of the semester after talking with a few fellow students I decided to drop out of school because I couldn't transfer any of my hard earned credits to any other school. Deflated once again I never went back. When Colt and I were married he was going full time at the U and I was the happy little wife. I considered going to school a few times but not out loud until July. I was so obsessed with conceiving a baby that I was stressing out about it. One day I flat out told Colt I wanted to apply to SLCC. I applied and took my entry tests and got everything together to become a college student. I had my first class Wednesday night, American History. I was worried that I was going feel like a 9th grader and not sure if I would remember how to take notes but everything came back to me. I am only taking 6 credit hours but I am a student. I'm worried about the amount of work I have to do in my marriage and family class but that's what hubbies are for right? I am so proud of myself. I have no idea how things will go for me this first semester and I am scared to think what might happen the next semester if I get pregnant. Until that happens I will work hard and get good grades because after all I paid for this education, well Colt did. :)
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Good for you Shawnte. It is so hard going to school as a mom. When I started I was pregnant with my first. I promised myself I would never let going to school interfere with being a mom to our kids. So I went to night school, only did homework when the kiddos were asleep, and had to drop out a few semesters, but always went back. It took me 8 1/2 years all together. But I did it and it is the best feeling. Oh, and my hubby helped me quite a bit with my papers. Good luck to you!
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