Who's been a busy bee?

That would be me! (And no, I'm not embarking on a career as a poet!)

Well, regular followers of my misadventures will remember previous posts about studying, and careers and all sorts of nonsense, but I'm pleased to say, I now have a five year plan. And it's not got any of this usual "art/photography/stay within the comfort zone" nonsense in there. Ooooh no, this 5 year plan will no doubt push me to my very limits, since I have researhed and planned everything I will need to do to get me a "proper career" in Midwifery. (And yes, I know my last post was about my regrets/decisions too!)

Random? No. Out of nowhere? No.
Then why is it only now I decide this is the road to take? Because I am sick to my very extremities of taking the "easy" route, and not taking a chance in case I fail. THAT's why!

So, What's the plan?

Regrets?

I have alot of regrets spanning my 25 year existence, but the biggest I think may be my choices throughout my education. I went to a school I despised for GCSE level, which, although I obtained respectable grades, I was desperate to rebel in and subsequently leave as soon as I possibly could. So, I left at 16 and went on to study Art and Photography. Now, much as I loved this at the time, I'm not exactly left with a career am I?!

After much thought and research just before Christmas, (as I'm sure you remember!) I decided to study through the OU, but, alas! I fell into my "usual" trap, and registered for a design course! Not very conductive to the Midwifery career I have so desperately wanted, and researched for coming up to two years now! So, what to do about it? Well, even though I WILL complete the OU course (finishing October), I have spent the last few days making a folder. A folder containing all the information I can find through the QUB (Queen's University Belfast) website on their Midwifery degree, and information on courses I could complete to allow me to consider applying since, let's face it, I don't think my "mickey mouse" subjects will cut it in such a competitive field.

What are my options? Well, I could go down the A-level route, but don't think now is a great time to be considering full-time education, which that undoubtedly will be, with a just-about-one-year-old, only husband's income and no prospect of a free babysitter! (In 2 years I envisage more options being available when the Degree portion of my 5 year plan would begin). The other alternative would be an Adult Access course. Spanning 2 years, 2 nights a week, it would allow me to obtain the equivalent to 3 RELEVANT A-levels, as well as having the convenience of being delivered at a time I can leave hubby at home with mini-me. But, my worry is, although QUB say they accept students with the Access course, would it put me at a disadvantage come 2012 when lots of bright little 18 year olds with their A-levels and such apply for the very same spot as me?

Hmmmm decisions, decisions!

Wanting Wednesdays #5

Firstly, as always, I am wishing for time, organisational skills superior to those of a chimpanzee, and inspiration.

But mostly, at the moment I am wishing for more of what I've had the past few days... hours on end where my baby voluntarily sat with me, snuggled up for cuddles, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Winnie the Pooh. Well perhaps a more varied viewing schedule, but definitely the snuggly cuddles. Bliss!

I've been thinking towards holidays lately. We aren't going far, just to "The North Coast". Portstewart, Northern Ireland to be exact. We will probably do the obligatory walk around the Giant's Causeway (again!) and so I've been eyeing up a Babyhawk Oh Snap! (see www.babyhawk.com) It works out at around £95 so I have a bit of justifying to do before I can splash out. May even eBay my teenage CD collection to add to the fund. (shock horror!!) Mind you, I priced up 40 of the CDs to see what MusicMagpie.com and they were offering under £20. Aaah how a collection depreciates!

So, what other news do I have for you since my last installment?
Baby turned one on 10th March. A big day for us all, and the first time she refused to look at the camera (normally she is quite the poser!) I made her a cake. It was supposed to resemble Fifi (of Fifi and the Flowertots fame), though I'm sure my novice attempts at cake decorating were something I should be embarassed about rather than advertising. It tasted rather good, if I do say so myself!!

I have also threatened to divorce my husband. The threat served it's purpose and made him think. And alot easier to live with. Let's just hope it stays that way! hehehe

Well, once again it is feeding time at the zoo (aah! another place I could use "my" babyhawk!) and so I must leave. I have much, much more on my mind I need to discuss though, so I will return within the next few days. Til next time readers!

Wanting Wednesdays. #4

Wednesday AGAIN?! So soon?

It's been a funny old week. Everything's changing, but staying strangely the same. *shrug*

Today my want is simple. I want a delivery person that actually comes to the right house. I stayed in all day waiting on a delivery and they tried to deliver to the wrong house. Supposedly. I didn't see a delivery van all day ANYWHERE around. To say "there will be hell to pay" if they don't find me tomorrow... well, that's the understatement of the century!! Good Luck Mr Delivery Man for you may feel my wrath if you f**k up again.

In other news, it is one week til my little girlie turns 1. A year ago today we took bets at my mums as to when she would arrive. No-one was exactly right, although my brother was within a day. And yes, do write that somewhere prominent because it's likely to be the only time you'll hear me admit he was anywhere close to "right".

Restyle

Well.... what do you think?

Wanting Wednesdays. #3

Well, since my very own Links Sweetie Bracelet has been marked off the list this week (I'm getting it for Mother's Day), I've mostly been looking at bookcases.

My poor book collection currently resides in the bottom of my wardrobe, Abbie's wardrobe, the hotpress and I think there's a box or two in the attic. It's sad really..... all those beautiful, wonderful page-turners, banished to boxes in the darkest, most depressing places in the house. (And yes, I AM including my wardrobe in that description - there's not much in there anyone in their right mind would class as exciting anymore!). So, now I'm torn. Do I go with the antiquey lover in me and lust after bookcases that have housed first editions of classics many many years ago, or an altogether more modern contraption, possibly all the way from Sweden*.

Hmmmmmmm. Time will tell!

Aside from that, I am wanting sleep. Why? I had a horribly night with Abbie last night. Poor might was up every couple of hours with these horrible teeth. Someone PLEASE call off the tooth-bringing fairy. My poor little lady honestly can't take the agony much more at the moment... she got herself in such a state last night she was choking herself crying. Those horrible big choking sobs that, as a bystander, grip your heart and twist it almost out of your chest. Like I said, horrible, horrible night.

*by Sweden I ACTUALLY mean IKEA.

Gutted.

I won Lady Gaga tix via @polydorrecords on Twitter and my stupid computer crashed so I didn't get to reply in time to claim them.
Like I said.
Gutted.