At some point this week, after hardly getting any sleep last weekend, work picking up, and school, I was getting a little stressed.
Work was proving to be more stressful as the weeks went on. Having to go home, take care of my daughter and my boyfriend, I felt so little was left over. How was I ever going to make it? There’s another year and a half left of school?! This is only two weeks in… TWO!! (!!!) Maybe I was silly in thinking that I could tackle both school, home, family, and work.
Wednesday was the height of this…
Sitting at work, I could barely keep my eyes open. Two hour into work, and I was laying my head on my desk, my whole body screaming for a nap, for a break.
I miraculously made it through work, by the skin on my teeth. At home, looming over me was my school assignments. There were two, and I could barely think straight.
But, I pushed on. Sat up straight, handed Layli to whomever could keep her out of my lap (not an easy task.) And completed the assignments.
Then, I sat on the couch, at 8:00p. Worn out from the day, from the week. I forced myself to relax, to not think or stress about anything.
That night I went to bed at an incredibly early 8:45p, and woke up at an incredibly late 7am.
I woke up revived, full of energy and motivation!
Maybe I’m not the first (or last) mom who works full time and goes to school. Maybe I don’t deserve a statue, deserve a plaque on a wall, or even a gold sticker and a pat on the back.
But, I did it. This week, my assignments are in. I’m caught up at work., performing excellently. I have almost perfect grades for my first week, and possibly perfect grades for my second. I spend time with my daughter AND my boyfriend.
And though no one else may give me any commendations, I am over the moon at what I’m accomplishing.
There was a moment there where I doubted. How does any one do this? How would I?
Now I know…
That feeling? After you do it? When you’re on the other side? With a degree in your hand? THAT’S how they do it. Because the reward is so worth it.
Because having a home that’s taken care of, a child that is spoiled (but not too much), and a degree that can help me start a career, my dream career.
I will do it.
And, at least I’ll get a gold sticker on my degree, right?
