Being a Mom doesn't mean that you can't go back to school. I got pregnant during my last semester of highschool. The ironic thing was that I stayed an extra year in highschool so that I could finally get the credits to get into the private school of my dreams. But that didn't stop me.
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I was accepted to the private school of my dreams, it was in Iowa and I could hardly wait to go. I was going to major in Broadcasting, I had taken co-op classes at a radio station so it was something that I knew I wanted to do. But while I was visiting my new college I puked on the plane. I travelled a lot when I was a kid and I knew it wasn't air sickness. It was because I was pregnant. So I put my education on hold.
I remember telling my grandparents that I was pregnant. I think that they were more upset that I wouldn't be going to college than anything else. I'll never forget that look of disappointment. But I couldn't let them down. After I settled down with my married life and the new little baby girl, I had I decided I wanted more. I would start to take correspondent courses in Journalism. Writing had always been a big part of my life and was my second choice so I went through with it.
So when my daughter was four months old I started my Honors Journalism diploma course. I had to maintain a certain average in order to stay in the program or else they would drop me. I had no problems at all keeping up with the average. I think the course section I hated the most was newspaper articles. I would totally suck at being a reporter. I would ask them if I could ask them a question and if they said no I would accept that. That's not good reporter material.
I took this Journalism course wherever life took me, through my first marriage, leaving my marriage, being on my own with my daughter, moving across the country, my first divorce (and last), and through my second pregnancy with my son. The whole time I plugged and plugged away at it. The month before my son was born I finally got my Honors Journalism Diploma. I feel proud that I accomplished it as tough as it was and I'm glad that I kept at it.
Also in between there when I was a single mom and my daughter was three, I went back to a community college to take a college course, Office Administration. They crammed about a million subjects into one full-time semester. I found it hard to balance because I could do homework for hours when I got home. But I would wait until my daughter was in bed and then I would stay up until all hours of the night doing homework.
My hard work paid off, I pulled off all A's and A+'s. I remember when I told the class that I was a single mom. No one believed me because they didn't understand how I could pull off those grades with having all that responsibility at home.
I was really going through this college course because I wanted to go to law school. Being in school for ten years was a comfort to me. But that was back when my daughter and I were living alone.
But now I have remarried and made a life for our family here. I feel so good that I can say I have an education and I did it with children.