Rudy and I had been married for about a year and nine months when I quit my job as a receptionist in a medical laboratory, and returned to school to finally earn my Bachelor's Degree. In Liberal Studies.
Rudy looked at me.
At my round belly.
My 6 months pregnant belly.
The following Monday I headed out the door, new backpack and supplies slung over my shoulder. I was ready. To be a student. Again. After taking several years off.
Not surprisingly, the semester finished quickly. Yet, not quick enough. My whole self was exhausted, and swollen. Uncomfortable.
My final class ended on Thursday, December 17th.
Elizabeth was born on December 20th.
I spent six weeks with her before my next semester started.
Attending classes, being a new mom, a wife, and simply trying to find time to study and sleep was an adjustment I constantly adjusted to.
I managed.
I succeeded.
I did it.
Eventually.
During my final semester. The last semester before I would walk on stage to accept my degree I took Elizabeth with me. Almost 3 year old Elizabeth. To experience. To see what I was doing. In the classroom. As a student.
To show her what it is to be educated. What her possibilities are. That with perseverance anything is possible. Anything.
Rudy looked at me.
At my round belly.
My 6 months pregnant belly.
The following Monday I headed out the door, new backpack and supplies slung over my shoulder. I was ready. To be a student. Again. After taking several years off.
Not surprisingly, the semester finished quickly. Yet, not quick enough. My whole self was exhausted, and swollen. Uncomfortable.
My final class ended on Thursday, December 17th.
Elizabeth was born on December 20th.
I spent six weeks with her before my next semester started.
Attending classes, being a new mom, a wife, and simply trying to find time to study and sleep was an adjustment I constantly adjusted to.
I managed.
I succeeded.
I did it.
Eventually.
During my final semester. The last semester before I would walk on stage to accept my degree I took Elizabeth with me. Almost 3 year old Elizabeth. To experience. To see what I was doing. In the classroom. As a student.
To show her what it is to be educated. What her possibilities are. That with perseverance anything is possible. Anything.
(contribution for BBF #159 - wind beneath my wings)
