Here We Go Again...

I never realize how tiring graduate school is until the summer months hit, and it suddenly occurs to me that I'm less stressed. Things seem not quite so overwhelming. I'm not as snippy-snappy. We have less YOYO dinner nights ("you're on your own"). In general, Momma is much nicer and (yikes, gunna' be truthful here) happier.

Yesterday, I started on my thesis. Gee whiz, here we go again. For my undergraduate program at Baylor, I had to write a 115 page thesis on rustic and bucolic language in postmodern and personal poetry. It was exhausting, but it was really fun. It was thrilling to hold my book in my hands; I was proud of my accomplishment.

Now here I am again, starting on another thesis. The thought makes me want to quit grad school in a second. It makes me want to say, "Nope. No thanks. Not walking down that road again. Check, please." But things are different this time around. I'm the one paying for my education now. I'm two-thirds of the way through the program. And the God-honest truth is that I really want this stinkin' Masters degree, even if it just about does me in.

The topic for my thesis is Tales from Motherhood. I'm creating a Tales from Motherhood blog that will feature about thirty stories from different women who have something to say about motherhood. Already I've laughed and cried with women and learned more about what being a mother truly is. (By the way, if you're reading this, and want to share a motherhood story with me for publication, please please please let me know!) I've just completed my first story, titled, "A Mother, A Hammer, and A Fireman." :)

One more year. I'm plugging ahead bound and determined to make it to May 2012 with a completed, defended, and bound thesis!