I don't think I posted that I (pretty much) made up my mind to go into teaching, but I have. After reading the comments, and talking to family, friends, and a few professors, I've realized this is what I'm going to enjoy doing for a living, even while raising a family. I'm even tossing the idea around of going for my masters, but please don't tell NYEBoy, he would love to hear that. Ha. I'm going into mathematics. Numbers are my friends. Corny, no? Heh.
I've been tutoring a few girls in my math class. I'm currently sitting at a 99.23% I was hoping for a 100%, but I guess it's not too bad considering I haven't been in school in about ten years and I never made it beyond Pre-Algebra back then.
I recently registered for spring classes. Before doing so, I had to be advised. I spoke with three different professors about where I am at and where I want to go. We've pretty much all agreed that if I want to make the most out of my time, I need to try to test out of the next math class and take double math this coming summer in order to help me leave out of here where I need to be for the University. I'm excited about this challenge. I've already started preparing for the exam.
I can't lie though, my biggest fear about the next two years has nothing to do with the classes as much as wondering if A is going to still be here with us. I worry that if she is forced to go back, that I will be too emotionally distraught to focus properly on my schooling. I can't predict the future though. So, for this moment, I am planning as if she's going to be here by my side. I want this sweet baby girl to continue to grow up around people hearing things about education and to never have to worry about a GED or catching up. I don't want her to be afraid of numbers or big words. I want her to continue cheering me on when I get another A, because I can't wait until I can start cheering her on when she gets another A.
I couldn't be more excited or scared about my future at the same time.