So, over the last decade (possibly even longer), I have been deeply regretting the direction my career has gone in, and now - with two very young DDs and next to no support network in terms of childcare (aside from my DH, who works 9 to 5 and nursery 4 days a week) - I feel like I'm trapped and the career I desperately wish I'd pursued is now an impossible dream.
Basically, I come from a family of a number of nurses and, although I have always enjoyed learning about the human body, during school and university I was encouraged by teachers and family to go in the direction of media and communications as arts subjects were my strength. This industry is what I have ended up working in since I finished my degree.
The thing is, I am deeply unsatisfied. This sounds very cheesy and cringeworthy but I feel like I am experiencing almost like a calling, deep within my tummy, to be a midwife. I can't shake it off and it makes me so incredibly sad to think that I will probably have to put this dream in a box and lock it away.
I'm going to share why it is impossible, which isn't easy as I am deeply, deeply ashamed. When I was at school I had zero confidence in maths and science so basically didn't even try. If you weren't good at a subject, our teachers would quite happily let you sink. It makes me so angry looking back as I had no support. I got an E in maths and DD in science. Wow, looking at that makes me feel utterly s**t.
I have been looking into university degrees but they are all asking for at least a grade C in both subjects. I would gladly work bloody hard to retake both subjects, however nowhere local to me offers this. Also, I keep on reading that you need very flexible childcare arrangements and a good, solid support network. This is totally understandable with the long and antisocial hours to are expected to do. I do not have anything like this - my DH leaves early, gets back late, my family are miles away and my DH's mum can only pick up my DDs one day a week from nursery and deliver them back to me at home.
I don't really know why I'm sharing this or what I am expecting in response. I just feel like an utter failure and incredibly sad, to the point of tears, that I can't do anything about this desire I have to retrain and do a job in which I would be actively helping people. It is a career so matched to my personality and interests, and I would truly work so damn hard. But hey, what's the point. I'm nearly 36 too, so probably too old.
Thank you so much for listening and sorry this post is so long and probably makes no sense. I am a tad sleep deprived as DD2 is only a few months old. I really needed to have a good vent, although to be honest I'm not really feeling any better!
Does anyone have any advice as to how I can get over this horrid feeling? Any tips? Is there a magic way I could make it work? Please, please, please be kind. Thank you again.