When I was in my final semester of graduate school to become a counselor, I learned my pregnancy was high risk.
With only clinical hours and supervision remaining before graduation, I had to give it all up as I was put on bedrest for months.
My dream of becoming a counselor and helping people was put on hold as I was launched into this scary position of needing to dedicate myself fully to being the best mom I could be for my small miracle baby.
There were not enough books to study, nor articles to research, to make me feel prepared enough to do this job.