It is 4:20 am and I am sitting, bored out of my mind. Why am I awake you ask, don't worry, I ask myself that approximately 6 times a month when I am forced to work the night shift. Yes, its true. I am working right now, while the rest of the world is in a deep heavenly sleep in the comfort of their beds, I am sitting in a dark and cold room with 2 little babes snuggled next to me. It sounds all great and wonderful, and for the most part it is. I probably have one of the best jobs in the hospital (I deal with tiny baby poop and not giant, overweight, sweaty, stinky cranky adult poop) but yet I dread coming to work when I work night shift. I have no idea why, I really shouldn't hate it but I have just become such a homebody and super attached to Brad over the last 2 years that it is really, I mean REALLY hard for me to leave for work at night. Did this strange attachment and sudden love of being home happen to anyone else when they got married...or am I just weird? Anyway, if anyone knows of a job that pays more than a nurse, allows me to work when I want and still give me health benefits, then please, by all means, feel free to sign me up!
Other than that our life is pretty great. We are enjoying our new home. It was home for Zeus before it was home to us. That little guy loves to run circles in our backyard. Brad started school this week - he is loving it for sure...NOT. We are both looking forward to the day that he graduates. He is excited to be done with school and finally starting his career, and I am just excited because that means I get to stay home in my pajamas all day and bake cupcakes and watch daytime television... :)
