Change of plans?
I've admitted two things to myself recently. One, that I probably have a mild case of postpartum depression and I should probably do something about it. Two, that I know what I want to "be when I grow up". It's just that, now that I know, I'm not sure what to do about it.
I want to be a midwife, which involves going back to school for who knows how long. I want to finish the degree I'm more than halfway through at the moment, not only to finish, but because I love English Literature. Going back to school after this will be time consuming and expensive, not to mention that nursing school here could prove next to impossible for me and my decidedly lacking Hebrew skills. It would also mean waiting who knows how long until Jonathan finishes his degree, while I work, to even think about starting on this second degree.
But I really want to do it anyway.
I want to be a midwife, which involves going back to school for who knows how long. I want to finish the degree I'm more than halfway through at the moment, not only to finish, but because I love English Literature. Going back to school after this will be time consuming and expensive, not to mention that nursing school here could prove next to impossible for me and my decidedly lacking Hebrew skills. It would also mean waiting who knows how long until Jonathan finishes his degree, while I work, to even think about starting on this second degree.
But I really want to do it anyway.