My Childhood Dreams

Today's #NovemberBlogathon topic is about our childhood dreams. What I wanted to be as a kid and how that panned out.

Growing up, I thought I'd be a teacher. Do what you know and all that... given that both my parents are teachers. We used to raid the lockers on the last day of school at the high school my parents taught at - and take old lesson planners and grade books from teacher. My sister and I played school ALL the time.

I would say even in high school I just thought I'd be a teacher. But when I went to pick a major for college, I didn't choose education. I just couldn't pull the trigger. And I definitely think that was the right decision. I think I'd be a horrible teacher. I decided to major in accounting after taking accounting 101. I was good at it {I thank my math teacher dad for that}, it would be a solid career, and I could make good money.

So that's what I've been doing for 11 years. And I have never felt a passion for it or really enjoyed it. I was good at it, my company is great, I love my co-workers, but have I ever really CARED about what I was doing? Nope.

Once I started toying with the idea of natural child birth with Drew {after watching The Business of Being Born}, I learned a lot about what a midwife does, what happens at a birth center {which Brent never agreed to}, and what support you can have. That's when I learned about doulas. And I knew in my heart that is what I wanted to do. 

I have a plan for getting my certification. I hope to start on my journey in the next few months. I don't know if this will ever become my full-time job, but I know without a doubt childbirth {and especially natural child birth} and newborn care {breastfeeding especially} is what I am passionate about. If I were 18 again, I would study to be a midwife. And who knows - maybe someday I still will. But I know I will someday be a doula, and even if I do it for friends/family only or just as a side gig, I know I will do it.