When I Grow Up

As far back as I can remember, I have wanted to become a nurse.  My senior year of high school I opted to go the Technical Center and become a certified medical assistant. Thinking that I could transition into nursing school and life would be peachy. I sometimes have a short attention span and lack follow through in pretty much most anything I do. One year into my medical assisting "career", I left it for a completely different path, a software design company. I had a blast working there, I loved it actually, and then, less than a year at that job, I was let go.  I have been floating ever since. When I have needed to go back to work, I get as close to the medical field as I can get. I even had a short stint for a medical products company, where I was able to go into different hospitals and work one on one with then nurses.  I know it may sound strange, but I actually LIKE hospitals. But my only experience with them is when I have my babies, so I have good memories.  But, I am simply drawn to it.  Whenever I meet a nurse, I can't help but want to talk to them forever, and know everything about what they do. They probably hate me!  I have a burning inside of me that has always been there, sometimes it gets snuffed, but it is still there.

 I have never thought of myself as someone that could be smart enough to go through the schooling to become an RN. I know that is completely untrue. I graduated high school with a 3.8, and the little amount of college I did complete, I did very well.  I think more than anything, I was scared. So I quit altogether. Just didn't even try. How pathetic. So now, here I sit, seven years later, with that burning going stronger than ever. But now, I have 3 kids.  What a dilemma.  I have decided, however, that I will return to school and actually finish, and when I am done, I will be a Registered Nurse.  I have no plans yet as to what I will do with my kids, but it will work out. This is what I have to do. With any luck, I will be starting classes this summer! Yay!