Being a mom is tough. Really tough. Your heart is no longer your own--it belongs to you little ones running around. Everything I do, I have them at the forefront of my mind.
BUT...
I am also a wife, a teacher, a student, a woman. There are needs there too, and I think, more often than not, I don't fulfill those needs to where I feel satisfied. I get down on myself, wondering if I am making the right choice--working and going after my doctorate. Do I forsake my husband in this venture? Do I forsake myself?
These questions are really, never truly, answered. But they remain, bouncing around in my head, especially during the nights I can't sleep.
