Here again. After hrs of filing, rooming patients, emptying barf buckets, lysol-ing rooms, and generally running around like a chicken with her head cut off wondering what I should be doing, or could do next ( not to mention countless hours of lying in bed at night obsessing.) I have made it through another week.
Hour count = 72ish? / 160 Thank God for my good friend who is virtually living with us, and becoming a second mother to my kids, for without her my life would be a total wreck right now.
Christmas was good. Busy, but good. It came and then it went. I am finding it interesting how being a stay at home mom for @ ten years and then finally returning to the workforce is changing my point of views. And I thought time went by fast while I was home.. it goes by so much faster now. But still... I like it.
And I am muddling through. I have never claimed to be graceful.
Never claimed to be brilliant.
And I am not...I am a space case, that will inevitably make every mistake there is to be made. Twice. But eventually I learn. And will become confident, and when I am... Then everything will be right with my little world. Now if you excuse me... my little gal is in the other room screaming, and I can't stand to hear her cry when I have been away for so long. I have to get my loving before bedtime! :) Peace out.
Still learning all of lifes lessions, one day at a time.
