Two thoughts

I love people that blow up stereotypes. Today in class we had a guest speaker, he was recruiting undergrads for the teaching program. Apparently there is a major shortage in the US and so KU has developed a program for undergrads to get their major degree and a teaching certificate. Anyway, so this guy looked like a football player. He was probably 6 foot 5 and weighed 300 lbs. He had a combed out fro and was covered in tattoos. He is a 7th grade math teacher. He was funny and bright and passionate about teaching and, I have to admit, by the end of his presentation I had a little crush. He is a recent KU grad but I got the impression that he does not teach in Kansas. These are the kind of people I want teaching my children because teachers do so much more than present a subject, they help build self-esteem and have a big impact on their students future. After listening to his presentation I wanted to be a teacher.

Then we had a nurse do a presentation. I started thinking about when I was pregnant and the nurses I encountered both before Henry was born and during our stay in the hospital when he was born. I love being around pregnant women, and a good nurse can totally change a pregnant Mom’s experience. Our delivery nurse, Colleen, was totally amazing. I hugged her four times in our two day stay at the hospital. Wade did too. She was awesome and after Henry was born I sent her a thank you note (I also sent our doctor a thank you note because she was also awesome). After listening to his presentation I wanted to be a nurse.

But then I love cooking and baking and cupcakes and chef school sounds like so much fun. Yikes! Will I ever figure this out? I suppose I would rather feel overwhelmed with choices then feel as though I don’t have any options….and a positive way to look at it is that either way I think I will be happy with my decision. And either way is better then what I am doing right now. Oh so much better.