Third Semester Blues
For the past month or so, as I near the end of my studies, I’ve had this nagging feeling of déjà vu. This morning it hit me—graduate school is like pregnancy.
For the first couple of months, I was excited and anticipatory. Then, a little insecure and overwhelmed. I felt nauseous some mornings.
After a difficult start, I had a honeymoon period. The nausea ceased, I had adjusted to the new routine, and was feeling more confident. I wanted to have sex again.
Now I’m feeling the weight of my responsibilities, like the 60 extra pounds I put on when I was carrying Cakes. I have constant heartburn. I can't sleep. I just want to crawl in my bed with the new Sophie Kinsella.
All this, and not even the consolation of big knockers. Oh, and the baby part.
Is it May yet?