Learning how to ride a bike without stabilisers seemed absolutely impossible for me as a child. I tried and tried with all the will power that a 5- or 6-year-old can muster, but was always too scared when my mum let go of the seat.  My body would automatically turn rigid and my feet would slam to the floor.  Until one day, I took my shiny red bike out and just got on it.  To my surprise, I was riding it unaided and managed this for a short distance.  In all fairness, that has been my approach to life ever since.  Whatever life throws at me, no matter how hard it may seem at the time, I eventually find my way and just get on with it.

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Since leaving my London job to follow my dreams, many of you may have assumed that I’ve just been sitting on my butt whilst my husband goes to work to bring home the bacon.  This couldn’t be further from the truth, it’s really not my style.  Both my brother and I were raised to be incredibly independent from a very early age, just like my parents both were.  I don’t blame you in thinking that at all, it’s very easy to fill in the gaps and make assumptions when you haven’t been told the full story.  We are all prone to it, it’s just human nature I guess. To be fair, I wasn’t even going to discuss any of this on the blog.  I’m often worried about over-sharing on here, however since some of the changes that I have been working on will eventually effect C&C (some of which are happening behind the scenes as we speak) I thought that it was only right that I gave you a bit of insight as to what I’ve been up to and my future plans. 

To recap if you’re a new reader or need to catch up, I graduated from my first degree in Medical Genetics and then took a gap year.  Rather than going travelling I decided to take up full-time employment at my part-time retail job that I’d started the summer that I began university.  Despite working my way up from the bottom to the management team, I knew that retail wasn’t for me and pursued the idea of a research career in science, applying for Ph.D. positions.  This was a tortuous task as I’d never felt particularly intelligent, I just work damn hard for everything that I have achieved academically.  After a couple of scary interviews for different Ph.D. projects, I thankfully landed a position to study neuroscience, which has always been a passion.  

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I’ve already documented on the blog the insecurities and self-doubt that haunted me throughout my PhD, so when the examining board announced that I had passed my Ph.D. viva examination the sigh of relief that left me was immense.  My Ph.D. graduation is to this day the proudest moment of my life. It’s possibly one of the hardest mental battles I’ve endured. In the beginning, I never expected the amount of hard work it would take, but despite everything I persevered and made it to the end.  

Throughout the entire duration of my Ph.D. I remained employed at my retail job (part-time not full-time).  Alfie was at medical school, bills and tuition fees needed paying so it was essential that I remained working. My Ph.D. stipend was a sufficient amount and supported us both comfortably.  We were also planning our wedding when I was writing my thesis, so when the opportunity came up to earn some extra money I left my first retail job for a retail admin job that was 4 days a week.   

I often get asked how I juggled a Ph.D., working 4 days a week, planning my wedding and then a big move down south.  My answer is always: ‘I’m not sure, I just got on with it!’ On reflection, I have no idea how I did it because it sounds completely mad!   I just remember being exhausted and never having any spare time.  I believe if something’s worth doing then work hard and go for it.  This was all definitely worth it. 

When I ventured into Ph.D. land, it was often sold to me that any job could be mine there-on-after. Naively I believed them too! I soon came to realise that you can’t just walk into a job regardless of what qualifications you have.  After graduating and realising that a post-doc position wasn’t for me, I remained at my retail admin job for at least 10 months more whilst I attended interviews for my dream job.  Well, that was a tough ten months, let me tell you.  Endless tears and headaches over why no-one would employ me despite me having a Ph.D.  I documented this on the blog here.  I’d invested a lot of time and effort in myself academically, but still no luck. This hit me hard and the previous insecurities that plagued my Ph.D. reared their ugly head again – perhaps I just wasn’t good enough?  

Then came the redundancy at my retail admin job.  Even though this wasn’t a job that I particularly wanted as a lifelong career, it still served as another blow to my self-confidence.  It was tough, but it gave me that extra push and motivation that I needed to find that job that I knew I would love.   The never-ending search continued and during my 3 month notice period, with four weeks to go I managed to find my dream job in London.  Facing redundancy was extremely difficult not only because of the financial upset, but it’s the feeling of instability that was unsettling to me.  I know that I was extremely blessed to find another job in time, especially because it was a job that suited my qualifications and in an area that I could build upon. 

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I loved my new job as it combined both my love of science and writing and I was learning a lot along the way.  However, after the months rolled on, many late nights later and many journeys backwards and forwards between Oxfordshire and London something began to snap.  Almost a year later I realised that this particular company wasn’t for me.  After much talking from my ever supportive husband I decided to call time on my job there in pursuit of something closer to home and something that I felt was more fulfilling.  This wasn’t an easy decision at all.  Going from 2 full-time wages to one was such a learning curve and the first few months were extremely hard. With time we have learnt, managed and adapted quite well. 

So on went my search for a new job in a similar field.  Basically, I knew what I wanted to do, it was just a case of finding the right role within the right company.  By this time, we had discovered that I was pregnant with our little lentil.  From experience, I knew that my job search could be a difficult and long road full of rejection.  My baby boy is a true blessing, but part of me knew that perhaps as I started to show I would experience some discrimination.  Even though employers say that they’re going to be fair, let’s face it, they’re going to hire the woman who isn’t going to go on maternity leave in a few months time.  Although determined as ever, in my usual style I kept trying, even applying for positions that didn’t require any of my qualifications.  By the time I was 6 months pregnant I decided that perhaps it was time to postpone the job hunt until after the baby and figure out another path.

During all of this time I’ve worked hard and carving out a bit of a freelance career for myself through blogging and my writing, so far it’s going well. I feel extremely lucky that I’ve been blessed with an incredibly supportive husband. He pushes and inspires me every single day and has given me this time to pursue my dreams.  Constantly reassuring me throughout my studies and never questioning my abilities, despite my own insecurities.  I would still continue blogging even if no one was reading or if my current adventure fails. It’s not why I started blogging in the first place, but I’m extremely fortunate to have been given some amazing opportunities that have enabled me to potentially turn my hobby into a vocation. ‘Think one step ahead…’ is one of the best pieces advice that I’ve been given.  If this doesn’t go to plan then I do have a backup plan, which involves returning to my scientific roots.  

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Doing what I love is my life long affirmation and I’m not afraid to try new things.  Sometimes I may need that extra push to take that leap of faith, but the innate willingness to try is always there.  I do have some major plans in store for the blog.  Some of these plans are underway, but all will be revealed once everything is in place with its revamp.  Essentially this blog is an expression of my passions, which hopefully empowers other women to lead a healthy and balanced lifestyle.  Basically, you can be healthy and have your cake and eat it too!  I feel this message at times has become lost, however, it will be more prominent than ever when I relaunch the blog later this year, which will hopefully offer a refreshed and unique voice to Celery and Cupcakes.

As always, a massive thank you for your ongoing support and faith, you guys really are fab! Whatever the future has in store, wherever the path may lead, I look forward to it with a positive outlook.  Hopefully, I’ll be ready to take that leap of faith. 

How do you approach changes in you life, professional and personal?  Have you completely changed your career direction and taken that leap of faith?