I recently posted that I had signed up to take online classes to become a Certified Lactation Educator Counselor. My classes started earlier this week and I'm already freaking out. Apparently in my 7 years since graduating college, I have forgotten just how much work is involved! I'm watching 2 hours of video a night, staying up to do assignments, haven't even looked at the tests. Oh and there's the little matter of sitting through a community breastfeeding class. Yikes.
But you know what? I love everything I'm learning;I'm getting so much out of this class. As weird as it is to say, I am pretty eager to watch the lecture on Perceptions of Support and Issues of Guilt. Can't wait for to call around to set up the community breastfeeding class. Um, I'm actually looking forward to a test!
It's very fitting that colostrum was discussed on the first day of class!
Thankfully the course is self paced. There aren't actual due dates, just turning in the assignments by the end of the session. It means my social life will be nonexistent for the next six weeks other than things I already have planned. I'm also lucky that I have a supportive partner who lets me lock myself in our bedroom watching videos on my laptop with headphones. E has figured out how to open doors, so he usually interrupts at least once a night. It's all worth it to me because I'm doing something that I love. I'm really excited.
“The sacrifice which causes sorrow to the doer of the sacrifice is no sacrifice. Real sacrifice lightens the mind of the doer and gives him a sense of peace and joy." - Gandhi