The Eternal Student

Today, as I returned from the library I realised something. I am now and will always be, forever more, a student.

Since becoming a mum I've attended various classes and talks provided by the local authority, and to further my own desire to know more I search the Internet and visit the library.

Well I'm a clueless new mum, so what do you expect? But it doesn't end there does it?

In years to come I need to learn about and research so much. There's just so much to learn, and everyday is a new lesson.

It's fun being a student!

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