I started writing my psych thesis when DS was 6 weeks. It was scary as all get out, but I coped. In the beginning I'd read articles and make notes while DS slept on me (he didn't sleep on his own til about 3 months), DH took care of dinner and I'd rush around like a mad woman when DS was happy playing on his mat. It's hard, and there were tears and late nights (still are!). We got a cleaner, and now DS and I are in a really good routine. Honestly, I doubt very much I'm going to get as high a grade as I usually get, but P's get degrees and I have a very happy baby boy. I wouldn't be surprised if DS's first word is ''hypothesis''.

The really good part is that I'm never bored, and I get enough adult interaction, some women in my mother's group complain about needing to get out of the house and keep busy, I've never had that problem I still get scared about it, worried that I'll never finish or that it's not good enough, worried that DS is somehow missing out, worried that I brought a cake for DH's birthday instead of making one; but those moments pass and for the most part I'm really happy with the decision to keep studying. It's a wonderful investment for our future and personally, I'd feel like I'd missed out on a dream if I didn't finish this, and I want my son to be proud of me and have the happiest Mummy he can. Happy Mummy = Happy Family