being a nurse

I love my job, weird to actually hear someone say that, I know, but yes, I love my job.  I only work 3 days a week, my commute isn't too bad, and I love my little cardiac babies.  I did not always like nursing, though the majority of nursing school I would frequently remind my mother (who told me to purse a career in nursing) that this is what she told me to do with my life, especially when we spent an entire day in school learning how to give a bed bath, change beds with a person in its, and make a lovely mitt out of a washcloth.  Thanks Mom! My mother, who has loved her career as a nurse and all the various challenges and variety you can find, frequently reminded me that it gets better.  My first job, in adult med/surg was miserable to say the least, there were many days that it took everything in me just to get up and go to work.  My mom was right though, it gets better. All it took for me was applying for a different position.  Although I love my job I often wonder what I would have done had it not been nursing.  I am 25 years old, I have been working as a nurse for almost 3 years.  From the time I was a freshman in college my plan in life was already set.  Yes, with my BSN I have a job that pays our bills and I still have many options still open to change from bedside nursing to education, or management before even having to go back to school.  I am sure there are a lot of people who would love to be in my position but because of my always following a plan I have taken a lot of mystery out of life.  There is a large part of me that would love to start over with college, maybe do nursing, maybe something else.  I have always had a desire to go back to school but with John in medical school it is really easy for me to just sit back forget about all my previous goals.  I know that "life happens" there is no predicting what will be right at every point in life.  For now, I am happy with my job, happy with my life, although I have a desire to do something else there is no rush right now.