Second guessing

The thought of being a nurse practitioner is overwhelming, and seems like a role too big for me to fill.

And I second guess if I am smart enough.  To do this program.  To be an NP.

It is a rough spot to be in.

Especially when I feel like I do a pretty good job as wife, mama, and RN.  I've got that balance down, I can do all three, and do them well...finally.

I know I felt this feeling 3 years ago as I was in nursing school too, and now I feel like it is just second nature being at work.

So maybe, someday, I'll feel the same as an NP.

Perhaps it was the fall break from classes, or the difficult topics in pathophysiology.

But coming home, to a soft place, where I feel like I know what I am doing.  It is therapy.

Tomorrow I'll be mama,

and with a clear head, I'll be back again in class.  Because I stretch myself.  Always.

To do more, learn more, and BE more.

Cause I'm not throwing in the towel.

Yet.