Today is my first day since having my kids that I have the house to myself and no schoolwork to do. I am looking forward to deep-cleaning my house! I know crazy. But it hasn't been cleaned properly since sometime before I started school.
Friday was my last day of Summer semester - and boy was it a rough one. Going to school full-time has been a huge adjustment. I knew it would be hard to put the girls in school full-time, but that I could handle it. What I didn't anticipate was how little time I would get to spend with my husband and kids in the evenings. My typical day went something like this:
6:00am - get myself dressed and ready for school
6:45am - girls wake up and get them ready for school
7:15am - drop the girls off at school
8:15 -5:00 - school
5:30pm - home to eat with the family
6:30pm - shut myself away to study
7:30pm - help hubby put the girls to bed
8:15pm - more studying
10:00pm - sleep
And despite all the time I spent focused on school, I still struggled to pass all my class. I was an emotional wreck for probably the last month and dealt with overwhelming anxiety for the entire two months (by the week before finals, I had a perpetual eye twitch). I regularly questioned why I was putting myself and my family through it all. All my reasons for doing this seemed so unimportant when faced with the fact that I missed my family so much and I wasn't even excelling at what I was doing. Then we had to go to the clinic one night and shadow an attending doctor. I shadowed an amazing allergist. She taught me so much including how to perform skin testing! I was asked to look in ears and noses and read testing results. I had such a great time. And when I finally got my grades last week, I passed all my classes and I felt so good about what I had accomplished this past semester. I took Biochemistry and Anatomy in 8 weeks in addition to two other classes and came out on the other side. I survived the difficult transition into full-time school and being away from my family - and they survived it too! I only have three more semesters of class work before I begin my rotations. That's just one year. I will graduate and go on to have a fulfilling career and teach my children that with hard work and perseverance one can overcome much. But when coupled with prayer and being in God's will, one can do anything.