B and I have spiffed up our home into a holiday happy place.
This is terrific because I need a little something to cheer me up during my holiday studies. We've got our new tree, some beautiful ornaments (Barbie and her Storm Trooper boyfriend!), lights, a little village on top of our cupboards, and some garland near the stairs.
I've been up to my elbows in studies lately. But with four classes done, three A's in the bag (yes!), and two tests to go, I'm psyched and proud.
This first semester of nursing school has been rough. (Not nursing school's fault.) And as happy as I am to fight through sadness to work toward becoming a nurse, there's still plenty that can knock me down.
But every day I feel stronger. Every day I feel happier to become a nurse, a little less heartbroken to not be a mommy-to-be yet, and ready to conquer what's in front of me.
Even when I'm studying kidney dysfunction or infant respiratory distress, I can take a deep breath and do it. I might still cry a bit. I might still cry a lot. But I'm stronger. And when becoming a mom is in front of me again, I'll be stronger and ready to do that.
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