When I grow up...**aka; dreams deferred**

So, I am sitting here; pregnant, married, unemployed (by choice), facing the end of my 20's, and for the most part happy with it all. Except.......I currently have no real/decided career path. Which wouldn't bother me So Much if society didn't tell me that that's such a problem. As a child I wanted to be stuff; a lawyer, a psychologist, and the owner of a tattoo shop. And those plans didn't really change until right around senior year of high school. It was then that I started getting the feeling of those plans being overwhelming and unattainable. Take a few years off after high school, help raise a child that wasn't mine, eventually enter college, on a technical/community level, not university. First came paralegal studies (but who wants to do all the work for less the pay/glory). Then came librarian (and all the insecurity of that field in the future). Then it was American Sign Language (which was very fun to learn...up to a point...). And now, it's [tentatively] a college professor of Religious Studies. In other words, the one consistent thing throughout my life that I've always wanted to be is.....A Mother!! I know...not a career per-se but honorable & notable none-the-less, right?? I mean, I think I am good at it...I seem to run a happy (if not very conventional) household. So...Well...why do I feel like whether I Want to or not, it's Not enough and I'm Supposed to do More?? Is that My voice or Society's??