My husband is currently studying for his finals. It is a very stressful time for him and his classmates. We regularly have a kitchen full of his classmates studying together (although now there is too much laughter :-D). Crazy or not, I am slightly jealous – no, jealous is too strong a word….. I am…. slightly envious
I cannot believe that he is nearing the end of his degree. We had just found out that we were expecting our littlest one just as recession really hit everyone. There was no work available, things were looking grim. Following a conversation with a lecturer, M started looking into following his line of work in Environmental Sciences. I remember feeling excited that he wanted to return to education and helping him with the application process. His interview for the degree took place when our littlest was a few weeks old. He looked a tad shell shocked when he arrived home as he was convinced that he didn’t do well as the interview was finished in 5 minutes. Needless to say he was successful!
He really took to the studying, was always in the top three in the class and I didn’t even know in the 12 years of our relationship that he was a mathematics and science genius! 😀
Our life then took an unexpected turn (I might even write about it… one day) and we had to move house to the closest town. It was a good move from a bad situation….
I started thinking about what I was going to do in the future. Boy child was at school and girl child was 2 years old. We were closer to civilisation being in town, opportunities were available. There was an information night for part time courses at the I.T that hubster was at. By the end of that week I was accepted onto the Early Childhood Care and Education degree program. After being at home for the last 6 years, it was very exciting, scary and daunting all at the same time.
Since qualifying as a Nursery Nurse in 1993 I hadn’t written anything academic, unless you count observations, accident/ incident reports and medicine forms. I was absolutely dreading tackling essays/ reports and exams. I needn’t have worried, I found that I loved researching and writing. I managed to get 80% for my first ever essay! To say I was delighted was an understatement!
The times of lectures and fees changed. It was meant to be on in the evenings but then changed to a full day Friday and Saturday. This condensed the duration from 6 years to 4 and a half years, this meant the fees increased annually. It crippled us financially, impacted on our relationship and the kids were not getting the dedication that they deserved and it was incredibly difficult to find the time to really get my teeth into the course work.
Our plan was always to move to the east coast of Ireland, more opportunities available for the future. So it was decided that I would defer my degree with the idea that I would apply to carry on in Dublin. This would give M the opportunity to give 100% to his thesis, continuous assessments and exams. It would also mean that I could give the kids more attention.
I was incredibly sad to defer at first but you know how things just fall into place and everything confirms that you made the right decision. M was able to to devote all his time on his final semester. Oldest boy was discharged from speech therapy. *grin* It would be easier to transfer from the point where I finished here to apply by advanced entry to institutes in Dublin. This week, the exams started, Monday evening and Friday evening at 18.30 hours both for the hubster and my old class. It would have been impossible for both of us to attend the exams.
Applications have been sent in for me to carry on with my degree so fingers crossed please 🙂 I am desperate to start again 😀