What’d you wanna be when YOU grew up?
I’m participating for the first time in Girl Talk Thursday – A new topic is chosen each week and bloggers write about it in their own way. A great concept!
This week I thought was a fun post – What’d you wanna be when YOU grew up?
I wanted to be a lawyer. In fact, for as long as I can remember as a kid of even 10 or 11, I wanted to be a lawyer. One of my favourite shows was Matlock. I’m serious. Stop laughing at me.
In grade 9, during career class (or whatever joke that class was) we were asked to write what we wanted for a career (I wrote lawyer of course) and what we didn’t think we wanted to be (I wrote accountant – I married one instead 😉 The exercise was meant to be a guide through our high school career, to pick the right courses (ha!) etc. But I was determined.
Despite the fact that I knew it would take years of schooling and long hours in the beginning, I didn’t mind. I took a week long special course in grade 8 in Ottawa about the criminal justice system. I was enthralled.
I went to university for Criminology and things were moving well. But my ambitions to become a lawyer started to disappear. I wasn’t sure that I was prepared to deal with criminal cases and things like the prison system. And I realized that while I liked to learn, I wasn’t thrilled with a school setting.
I switched majors to History with the anticipation of teaching. But then started to realize that it was the policy side of education that I liked, not the actual classroom management.
Through a co-op program at the University, I discovered government work and non-profit work. I loved working for a charity – I had always volunteered and did fundraising for my community or school since I was a kid. And the government job was really interesting at the time (education policy!) and when they offered me something full time upon graduating, I took it. (Meanwhile, I was working for a bank to pay for my school about 30 hours a week so I was exposed to a lot of different work worlds!)
But I never felt completely at ease in the government. It was a great job, but wasnt’ for me. So I left to work for non-profits. I really liked feeling like I was making a difference or helping a group out. However, I was growing more. Got married and my heart started to turn more to family and my time with my future family.
This once wanna be lawyer was shocked when I realized that I wanted to be a Stay at home mom. My husband was on board and that was that. I quit my job when I had my son.
All those years in my teens and twenties spent worrying and thinking about ‘what I wanted to be’ when I grew up. Turns out, I wanted to be a mom.
There’s more though. i continue to volunteer and work with charities. I have always toyed with the idea of working part time, or starting my own business but with the kids young all of the variables would have to fit – little to no work during the day so that limits some options since a lot of businesses close at 5 😉
The point? It doesn’t matter what I wanted to be when I grew up – each year brings a new journey.
When I had my son, I was only reading blogs, not writing. Since having my daughter, I have a blog, Twitter account and new opportunities and doors open up constantly.
What’s next? I’m not sure, and that’s kind of fun. I wish my teenage self would have known that the journey was part of the fun.
That part at the end there sounds so much like me — When I had my first daughter, I read all the blogs I could get my eyes on. After my second, I started playing on Twitter, made myself a blog, and now I’m part of another blog on top of that. The internet seriously amazes me with its awesome support every single day.
I want to kick my younger self now for beating myself up over grades that weren’t perfect and freaking out about all those silly things that really ended up NOT MATTERING AT ALL.
There is SOOOO much I wish my teenage self would have known! It’s laughable really. When I was little, I wanted to work with animals… so veterinarian, marine biologist, circus star, etc. In university, I toyed with the journalism and social work. Then I got pregnant.
There’s a part of me that feels like I’m achieving waaaay below my potential (I always did SUPER well in school, like top 5%), but at the same time I’m pretty much completely satisfied with my life right now.
I wouldn’t change anything.
Wow. I wish I could say I want to be a stay at home mom. I feel like each day pushes me further and further from that want. I love my kids. More than anything. But frankly, my patience didn’t grow which my second child. Same amount of patience and now two kids. So I work. Which works for me. And makes me a better mom. But I envy you. I wish I could do it.
I like that
“The point? It doesn’t matter what I wanted to be when I grew up – each year brings a new journey”
It’s very true too. Life will throw us a curve ball and no matter what we wanted to be when we grew up sometimes life has different plans for us ^_^.
Amy, I understand about ‘potential’ – I was the kid that was going to be Prime Minister etc. when I grew up. But now I think potential is just redefined – I didn’t think I’d be writing, communicating etc. via blogs, twitter and opening up these doors so that’s very exciting.
Diane, it’s funny how things seem so unimportant now don’t they?