I'm 30+ and just got my first acceptance letter to a PhD program... I am beside myself nervous, excited, elated, grateful, scared witless. I've met a few of the faculty, as well as a few of the graduate students. I got to have a conversation with one of the doctoral candidates about her experience being part of this program's first cohort (it really is a brand-new program). She is also 30+, a few years my senior, I think, and she seemed very confident and calm about her place in academia and in this program. Me, on the other hand-- I am freaking out. Choosing this program will require moving far away from my partner and my family. I don't have kids, but my partner and I have talked about adopting, and this is definitely going to put a kink in our plans... Maybe an irresolvable kink? We ain't getting any younger, that's for sure... The uncertainty of the future is very daunting, and I didn't anticipate how much this decision was going to affect so many people in my life.
About the wait, itself-- I had zero expectation of getting in, anywhere. I applied to 3 programs (originally had planned to apply to 8 but Life Happened), and I very much assumed that I'd get 3 rejection letters. So it's really confusing and strange to be put in the position of having to decide whether or not to accept. My default has always been, Of course I would accept! But it feels more fraught than I ever imagined it would. Also, I haven't heard from the other two schools, and even though this acceptance letter came from my first-choice school, it'll be even weirder if I get accepted to more than one and then have to decide between them. x_x
How many folks have had to move away from spouses/partners for their program? How did they feel about you having to move? What about those of you with kids in the mix? Have any of you decided to have kids during grad school (masters or PhD)? I don't suppose anyone has had the experience of going through the adoption process while also being in school?