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A writer friend asked me if my memoir was about how motherhood influenced me as a college student or was it how college influenced me as a mother. While I realize that this is just one aspect of the memoir, it is a good question for it helps to frame the memoir.
I think the memoir is more about how motherhood influenced me as a college student. Yet the reverse can also be true.
Let’s take the first part of the equation. How did motherhood influence me as a college student?
Parenthood is a lifetime career. It’s not something we stop doing once the children become adults—even if we wanted to. At the time I started college, I was the primary care-giver to children in grades 2nd through 8th. It was my job to help these children become successful in their education and any life obstacles they might encounter. This was no easy task with my oldest daughter having learning and social problems. I needed to be there for them.
I took the parenting job seriously, maybe even obsessively. I wasn’t free to think only of my own trials in education. I had to be home for them in the beginning. This is what made attending college so difficult in the early years of my ten-year journey. After devoting my life to my children, I needed to allow time for college work.
Yet motherhood affected my college journey in other ways, too. Because I was older, because I was a mother, sometimes I saw the wants and needs of my fellow students at the community college. I would ask their questions in math class, study with them, help them with their essays. My husband said that I had gained more children going to college, and perhaps he was correct. I didn’t mind. These young students helped me with technical difficulties and math or science concepts I hadn’t experienced recently in the basic skills classes I needed to supposedly bring me up to college entry. My children were too young; hadn’t had this upper level education.
And because I was a more mature student, running her own home and family, I brought a commitment to my college education that a few of the younger students may have lacked at the community college level. My fellow students permitted me to be the group leader in projects.
Now because I was a mother, I brought home my newfound knowledge to my children, not that they always appreciated it, of course. I took the notion of parents being the first teachers of their children seriously—again obsessively. It was my job to be sure the children could survive in today’s world. I also wanted them to be properly prepared for college as I was not. I demonstrated time and again what professors were looking for in essays, what was necessary to study to do well on a college exam.
Wow! When I look back on all this I can see why my family is glad that I graduated. Hopefully the children will see my mothering skills as a good thing in their lives. Only time will tell.
What do you think? Did I answer my friend’s question completely? Do you have any questions for me about my journey as a mother of five attending college?
10 thoughts on “Framing the Memoir: How Does Motherhood Fit into the College Experience?”
Nice post. I had very similar feelings going back to college. Thanks.
It is amazing that you could achieve all of this while raising 5 children. You are amazing. I think you did answer the question. Your thoughts and examples truly show how motherhood influenced you as a college student. The other college students saw you as true leader and yes, I agree that you gained several more children while there. They were lucky to have you.
Yes, it's interesting to see how our life experience enhances and complements other experiences. Raising my children taught me so much, and continues to color my pursuits now. It seems that the older I get, the more I discover I don't know! 🙂
Thank you so much, Dawn, for visiting Adventures in Writing and leaving a note. Going back or just starting out in college as a non-traditional student can be scary. Thanks for your note.
Thank you so much, Michelle, for your kind words. More specifics of motherhood and college trials are detailed in the memoir. Thanks again for visiting my Adventures in Writing blog.
Wow, is that true, Karen! I am forever learning. I think we all are lifelong learners. Children do color our world with happiness, but at times they can complicate it a bit, too. Yet I still wouldn't change a thing. Thanks so much for visiting my Adventures in Writing blog and leaving a note. It is greatly appreciated.
Interesting that you became so mother-y at school. When I returned to grad school, I confess that I did not do that. What it did do was make me use my time wisely, so I could be there for my children as much as possible. I think your memoir is going to be so interesting on so many levels.
Thank you so much, Theresa, for this. I think motherhood is in my blood, and since mine was an undergrad degree, perhaps the younger traditional college students appreciated my maturity in the classroom. I realized that they didn't want to ask some of the math questions because they didn't wish to appear dumb. It's been my experience that quite a few people feel asking questions undermines their appearance of intelligence. If I learned anything in college it was that it is always better to ask questions than to flounder in the dark. And yes, I also needed to use my time wisely. I could not be last minute. This made group projects a pinch more difficult. I needed to do the work right away just in case something came up at home while the younger students tended to take their time. Thanks again for sharing your grad school experience with us here at Adventures in Writing.
Yes, I also went back to more studies. I think I did good too because earlier I would not have learned all I did as a mature person.
All the best Victoria.
I agree with this, Nas. As more mature students, we are attuned to education. We know what we wish to get out of it and therefore make more of an effort to learn. Thanks so much for visiting my Adventures in Writing blog and leaving a note. Always a pleasure hearing from you.