Confession

Posted October 6, 2015 by Alison Mitchell

Here’s a confession.  Sometimes I forget I’m in school.

This morning, a friend asked me how school was going, and I launched into a story about a conversation I had with my older daughter’s teacher.  My friend listened politely, then said “I mean your school.”

Right.  I’m in school.

It’s kind of hard to believe I could forget about it, since my assignments and deadlines are always on my mind.  But right now school seems a little more abstract than it has other semesters.  Part of it is that I’m not physically on campus as much as I have been in the past.  I’m taking one online course and one evening course, so I’m only there Thursday nights.  Part of it is that my kids need a little more attention this fall, both physically (I drive the two of them to more gymnastics practices than I thought humanly possible) and emotionally (one is feeling the stress of a harder grade and more classroom work this year, and the other just likes to tell me every. little. thing that happened during her day, which is new (but appreciated!)). 

So while school remains important, and consumes a lot of my time and I strive to do well, it’s not in the front of my brain as it has been other semesters.

Is this a mom thing, or do all students go through a semester like this?  I’d love to know.