my 34th year

So I haven't been 34 very long, just over a couple of months, and I already feel like it's going to be a momentous year.
I had my son just before I turned 34, went through some major PPD, and I am finally feeling normal again.
Here is the kicker, I feel like I have to get up and go now. By this I mean, GET MY SHIT TOGETHER. My hours at work aren't working for my family life anymore. I want to go to school. I want to be in a better financial position. I want this all now. Normally I am a compulsive person, but I can't do that anymore. I have to learn to rein myself in. This is very hard to do, but I have to because A-life isn't letting me impulsive, and B-I have to do what's right by my family, not what's right by me.
So very, hard and very frustrating. I feel stuck, and I hate that feeling, I also hate that I keep having that feeling.
Clearly I need to call my therapist. My poor friend Audrey had to listen to me go on and on yesterday during her lunch hour. Not only did I take up her lunch hour, I have had this conversation with her for most of our adult life, (we have known each other since we were 10).
Anyway, I need to pray more, make lists, and enjoy the ride.....