Seriously. I know it doesn't make any sense, but I pressed the "Send" button to send the first draft of my seminar paper off to my advisor and I got tears in my eyes. I've got that sensation of something big and exciting that's happening... Finding out I was pregnant (all 6 times) is the only thing I can compare it to (OK, perhaps with the exception of Nomi's pregnancy that included the shock element). There's also the uncertainty - will he like it? Will I have to make a lot of changes? But no matter how many changes he asks for, I know that I'm going to finally finish the degree I started back in 1985.
1985. I was 16 years old, after graduating high school a year early (I'd skipped kindergarten too). I moved to Israel on my own and went to the preparatory program for overseas students. After that, I studied nursing for a little over a year before I dropped out. I studied graphics briefly (completed a course) and then got an associates degree in printing (finished in 1990). But I had to go back to school after that... I took my first course at the Open University in the fall of 1995, just when I found out I was pregnant with Matan and Lilach. Since then it's been on and off for (wow!) 16 years.
My seminar paper (the topic of which is ethical aspects of commercial cord blood banking) was my last requirement. I still haven't submitted the final version to the university, but I'm most of the way there - and now I have no excuse not to move ahead with so many other things that I've put on hold. YAY!
and BTW - if you're considering banking your newborn's cord blood and you don't have a specific reason to do so, send an email or leave a comment. I can direct you to the information you need to make an informed decision.