Starting to write is the hardest part. Do I start with a The or A but then what comes after that, is a statement or question or lead up to a story. I think I am going to start with a story to my life. Nearly all good blogs that I follow always have a story with heart that captures you and takes you hostage.
I am a young twenty seven year old, I call myself young because I am still eighteen in my mind and those two numbers combined are only shy of three years before the next big phase of my life. Sometimes I wonder if there are certain developmental milestones I should have hit by this age, it seems to be the thing you talk about when you are raising children all the way up to and till university. Then it just vanishes, you are left without this structure and no key milestones that need to be achieved, it is up to you. I guess that is how I felt. I went to selective school in Sydney, essentially it is a public school but you can only get into the school if you pass a test and achieve a certain ranking. This I studied for and well once I was in it was competitive. Then there was the Highschool School Certificate (HSC or A levels), which once again I broke my back over. Then came the toughest years of my life, university.
In Australia, once you received your results you create your wishlist of Universities and degrees you would like to get into based upon these marks. I knew I wanted to be in the health/science field but I just didn't know what I wanted. Coming from an asian background, it felt like there was pressure from a cultural perspective to be a doctor or a lawyer. Knowing myself now, I know that neither of these occupations were for me. However back then I didn't know what I wanted, who I was or what was going on. I was malleable.I sent of my wishlist and got into Bachelor of Pharmacy in the University of Sydney. The hardest five years of my life as I struggled with the intensity of the degree and I think quite possibly depression. Many years, looking back, I am glad those years are behind me and I can finally say I am happy.
I am married to a wonderful man whom I have known since was sixteen, we met in high school (I know *awww*), we have been together for what feels like forever, a forever where you can't remember the time before you met. Life started when I met Cameron, I know that some will disagree with this but for me that really is what it felt like and still does. I knew from the moment I met him that this was what I wanted from life. I can say that in our relationship that I have found happiness, someone that I know that respects me, my opinions,my choices and values me for who I am. He has showed me what love is and he was my cure. For this I will be forever grateful as he saved me from my from my own sinking hole.
We got married in the middle of the Australian winter in 2010. It turned out to be the hottest day in July that year, I remember the end of that day so clearly. We took a deep breathe, looked and each other and thought, this is it, our life together begins now. We haven't looked back. In these three years we have achieved so much. We travelled at least twice a year, Cameron completed his PhD and is now a doctor (of another sort, thank goodness not a medical doctor as he would be prescribing 'suck it up princess' medication to us all), we moved to Boston when I was 6 months pregnant and we are now doting parents to Charlie who was born on the 29 July 2013. He was our prince of Cambridge!
This is my place to talk about everything but in particular life married to a researcher/scientist who is on the path to greatness (academia) and parenthood. Lesson one, always go to bed when your little monkey does so you catch up on sleep, I haven't quite caught on and am not succeeding in this either but I will try.
Goodnight
I am a young twenty seven year old, I call myself young because I am still eighteen in my mind and those two numbers combined are only shy of three years before the next big phase of my life. Sometimes I wonder if there are certain developmental milestones I should have hit by this age, it seems to be the thing you talk about when you are raising children all the way up to and till university. Then it just vanishes, you are left without this structure and no key milestones that need to be achieved, it is up to you. I guess that is how I felt. I went to selective school in Sydney, essentially it is a public school but you can only get into the school if you pass a test and achieve a certain ranking. This I studied for and well once I was in it was competitive. Then there was the Highschool School Certificate (HSC or A levels), which once again I broke my back over. Then came the toughest years of my life, university.
In Australia, once you received your results you create your wishlist of Universities and degrees you would like to get into based upon these marks. I knew I wanted to be in the health/science field but I just didn't know what I wanted. Coming from an asian background, it felt like there was pressure from a cultural perspective to be a doctor or a lawyer. Knowing myself now, I know that neither of these occupations were for me. However back then I didn't know what I wanted, who I was or what was going on. I was malleable.I sent of my wishlist and got into Bachelor of Pharmacy in the University of Sydney. The hardest five years of my life as I struggled with the intensity of the degree and I think quite possibly depression. Many years, looking back, I am glad those years are behind me and I can finally say I am happy.
I am married to a wonderful man whom I have known since was sixteen, we met in high school (I know *awww*), we have been together for what feels like forever, a forever where you can't remember the time before you met. Life started when I met Cameron, I know that some will disagree with this but for me that really is what it felt like and still does. I knew from the moment I met him that this was what I wanted from life. I can say that in our relationship that I have found happiness, someone that I know that respects me, my opinions,my choices and values me for who I am. He has showed me what love is and he was my cure. For this I will be forever grateful as he saved me from my from my own sinking hole.
We got married in the middle of the Australian winter in 2010. It turned out to be the hottest day in July that year, I remember the end of that day so clearly. We took a deep breathe, looked and each other and thought, this is it, our life together begins now. We haven't looked back. In these three years we have achieved so much. We travelled at least twice a year, Cameron completed his PhD and is now a doctor (of another sort, thank goodness not a medical doctor as he would be prescribing 'suck it up princess' medication to us all), we moved to Boston when I was 6 months pregnant and we are now doting parents to Charlie who was born on the 29 July 2013. He was our prince of Cambridge!
This is my place to talk about everything but in particular life married to a researcher/scientist who is on the path to greatness (academia) and parenthood. Lesson one, always go to bed when your little monkey does so you catch up on sleep, I haven't quite caught on and am not succeeding in this either but I will try.
Goodnight
