I've struggled with motherhood vs. career for years. I've been wanting to go back for my MBA for about 3 years now and have put it off for a variety of reasons. I'd like to emphasize in IS. A more indepth discussion of this problem can be read about here.
I finally decided to have a real conversation with my supervisor about taking a class in Spring. He seemed a bit reluctant, but was still quite supportive (if you can imagine that). I filled out the necessary paperwork for TAP, met with an advisor and registered for the class on December 16. I was both excited and anxious about the prospect of stepping back into the classroom after 5 years, but consoled my fear by thinking about all the benefits of having an MBA in this market and in Charlotte, a place we hope to live in the next few years.
Then it happened. I texted my pastor's wife inviting her to lunch.
One thing I can say about her is that she truly has a servant's heart. I can't speak highly enugh about this woman and the encouragement she's been in my life.As I expected, she wanted to talk about me and everything that's been going on with Warren and I. The subject of going back to school came up.
P: So, what's going on with you. Do you need me for anything?
Glo: Well, I've finally decided to go back to school.
P: Okay. Well what are you going back to school for?
Glo: Well, I'm taking an information systems class to make a decision about an MBA emphasis...
P: Okay. And what do you plan to do with that?
Glo: *apprehensive and probably way too involved explanation about what what I plan to do with the MBA
P: Okay...and how do you plan to balance that with being a mother?
And the saga continues. In about 3-4 minutes my excitement and anxiety turned to just anxiety and I felt trapped...again...by motherhood. I hate having this feeling. I really do. Earning a post graduate degree has always been a goal of mine. I'd really like to do it. I've always had an entrepreneurial spirit and have come up with 101 ways to make a dollar BUT, I don't want to deal with the uncertainty of working for myself. I mention this because she began to talk about ways that other mothers in the church supplement the income of their husbands. Everyone she mentioned has some type of creative spark.
P: Why don't you take a photography class instead of the other one.
Glo: I could but I'm not creative. You can't teach creativity.
P: ____ could teach you.
Glo: I don't know.
P: Well what's your degree in?
Glo: Production. I thought about doing wedding videography and even did a little freelance production, but that didn't pay my bills.
P: Wedding videography is a good field.
Glo: It's so expensive to get started. The camera I'll need is over $3,000 and I'm out of practice. My portfolio ends in 2005.
P: You could pair up with ____. Look at _____. They are doing well and ______'s business is really taking off...
And so here I am...again. Pondering what it would be like to work for myself, take the risk, eventually quit my job and solely depend on my ability to hustle and market my skills...
I think part of my problem is that I really don't trust God as I should. He's Jehovah Jirah, right? I worry about the next step and how we'll pay for Warren to go to seminary, the regret of not taking advantage of my opporunity to earn an MBA for free, never being able to afford our own home or to live comfortably and debt free.
I also worry about not being there for my children and husband. Not having and eternal focus. Becoming driven by money and position. Struggle, struggle, struggle...
I am starting to get some ducks in a row and I still plan on taking the class and GMAT prep course...That's what it is right now.