By Sara Elysée
I had a long list of goals prior to getting married and having my son. I wanted to be a psychologist with my own practice and a professor for a prestigious university living in London, England (I have a fascination with all things British).
I received my Masters a year after getting married with plans of continuing on to receiving my doctoral degree. Little did I know, I was already pregnant as I walked across that stage.
The dream was still alive but morning sickness and prepartum depression said something else. I was excited about my pregnancy but somewhere in between I lost sight of my passion, my dreams, I lost sight of me.
As year 2012 ended, I begin to feel a groaning in my belly. I was hungry again but this time with more passion than ever. I wanted to go back to school. I saw a vision of me sitting in my office with a full schedule of clients for the day. I saw myself standing in front of a large auditorium full of students intrigued by the words spewing from my mouth.
But there’s one problem—I don’t want to work. I want to spend time with my son. I want to be have breakfast ready in the morning, lunch at noon and dinner on the table by 7.
Okay, I don’t really mean it like that. I want to work but not for someone else. I want to be my own boss. I want to be able to say when I can go on vacation and when I can stay home and not go to the office.
In order for this to happen, I have put action to my thoughts. I began my application to a doctoral program, I’m working on my website and making connections with individuals who are going to be an asset to my vision. I will also be sitting for my licensure exam, which will enable me to open my counseling practice and give me the freedom to be there for my family and be there for me.
Sara Elysee blogs at www.talesofawifeandmommy.com