I don’t know how to write a dissertation after having a baby. I truly don’t. But I titled the post as such to lure here those of my ilk, the other parents and caregivers of children who have dissertations to write and babies to raise.
See, every once in a while I google that phrase above, and I get some crap from the Berkeley something or other network (nice people, it seems, but they are different from me in that they have access to nannies who themselves have access to public transportation), and advertisement websites from dissertation coaches. I’ve yet to find people blogging about the hell I’m currently in, the hell of my own making, which for me can be defined as wanting to lay on the couch and stare at the baby as he figures out how to use his fingers when what I really need to be doing is working.
I don’t think childrearing-while-dissertating is that different from any number of “personal issues”–caregiving, illness, divorce, dating, whatever–that chew up your brain. Kids are just one branch on a particularly gnarled tree. But. It does have its particulars–difficult sleep schedules, absence of solid blocks of writing time, occasional guilt, whatever–and man do I wish there were more folks blogging about those particulars. It’s hard enough to find dissertation bloggers as it is (hi, PauvrePlume!), let alone dissertating parents.
I know, though, that we’re out there. So if you’ve come here looking for an answer re: living a human life while managing a (sometimes inhuman[e]) academic task, I don’t have it. But you should stick around anyway.
Hi back atcha!!!
I cannot IMAGINE having a child and trying to be a dissertator. You are a behemoth of awesomeness and you WILL get through this. It’ll be a hellish road, sure, but it’ll happen. (Note: I’m selfishly saying this almost just as much for myself as I am for you)
What would I do without my BBFF?!?!?
Hang in there, please… and know that I’m totally pulling for you.
Thanks, BBFF. :) The sad thing is, I feel like having a child is just like doing any other completely HUMAN thing while trying to write. So how do we make room for the human?
Sigh.
I’ll be starting my thesis… (I think…) This winter. Assuming I get it past committee. Which is kind of hard. Since, you know, I’ve changed my topic about 30 times so far. CRAP.
I have no baby however… Eeep! Can’t imagine how tiring that must be! GOOD LUCK!
Um um um, I do know of a mama dissertating blogger, but she is those things in that order. Dammit.
I honestly can’t imagine. I was drunker during my thesis than I was during the previous 4 (okay, 5) years of undergrad work (okay, messing around with big books).
Anyhow, I agree with you about being a mom while trying to do pretty much anything else. If I were open to working, literally, 24/7, it wouldn’t be a problem. But I have a billion other things to do so I just do what I can.
Hi, Two! I am really glad you stopped by. You should send the mama dissertating blogger my way–but I’m guessing the mama-ing and the ‘tating get in the way of the blogging. I, on the other hand, would be in better shape if my first chapter contained even half as many words as are in the last six months of entries.
I am in the exact same situation…in fact, I came here after googling the same phrase and being frustrated with the “oh just put them in childcare three days a week and get someone to clean your house” advice. RIGHT. My baby is 4 months old and I’m just now starting chapter 3 of the dissertation.
I think the worst thing about the whole thing is that the dissertation — what is basically my entire professional life hanging in the balance — seems to fall last. I love my baby and of course that is first, and my husband makes the money, so that is key to survival…then my work feels like the fun activity that I’m so LUCKY to be able to have. Plus, I cannot work at night.
So far the things I’ve discovered: breaking the chapter up into tiny little bites (i.e. this section needs to be 500 words, etc.) helps a lot with the sanity. Yelling at my husband helps too :) Dissertation group through the department is a good way to still feel like a professional, too.
I’m sorry I tricked you into a post with no answers. :) I know exactly what you mean about priorities, though. It’s always the dissertation that comes last, and I’m always worn out by the time I have a minute to work on it.
And I take pretty much everything out on the husband. :)