I sent an email to my academic advisor the other day about quitting or postponing school.
He just called.
I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I’m taking a 6 month leave of absence. I start back right before Mo’s 1st birthday in August.
I have to finish out the last two weeks of this class though. Damnit. I was hoping to skirt that, but I just have to get through these two weeks.. then I have a break. A huge, stress-free break.
I hope that in 6 months, I will be better able to handle the stresses of balancing parenting and school. I feel by then, Mo will have gained some independence. She may be sleeping through the night by then and on a better routine. Right now, when she falls asleep in my arms I can’t bring myself to lay her in bed because I long for that cuddle time with her. I can’t stand the thought of not seeing her all day, then picking her up only to hand her off to Z for a couple hours until she falls asleep. I need to spend just about every moment I can with her since we are apart most of the day. She needs it. I need it. I can’t get this time back once it’s gone. Mo comes first.