An independent, confident, career minded woman. Well, that was what I thought I was. I married the love of my life in 2008 at the tender age of 24 and I’ve only fully come to appreciate how young I was. I have my dear husband to thank for venturing into my degree and PhD. More importantly, I thank him for giving me my beautiful children. As any mother would know, your children shape you. It is the next defining chapter in your life and more importantly your ultimate occupation…..yada, yada, yada….As a result I fully depend on my husband, be it, bringing home the bacon or relying on him for night feeds. That moment of independence is long gone. Confidence? Well not so much now. I used to believe that I had a certain swag but bearing children has taken its toll. As most women do, I intend to get that back. I have come to terms with the fact that, certain things may never return and I can now make sense of all of that pre-pregnancy reading.
As for career, in all honesty, I have never been quite sure of what it is exactly that I want to be doing to earn a living. As a child I always imagined running my own business, but then growing up I succumbed to the pressure of any caring parent and went along the academic route. Initially studying pharmacy at Kings and then failing that miserably. On the upside, I met Roy.
It was only in 2008 I pursued a subject I always wanted to study – Psychology. Yet, I haven’t really earned anything as a result of it. So, career minded – I don’t really have a career in mind, apart from the cliché of being a mum. And that is where I am now..