The Sound of Silence

Hello sleeping, my old friend, I'm here to be with you again.

I just finished my 3rd quarter of nursing school. I was doing my maternity and pediatrics rotations. They were actually pretty great, despite the huge amount of reading and homework to do. I really liked being with the babies and kids. I think I want to go into pediatrics when I'm done. Although, it was really hard being the "bad guy" that the kids were afraid of. The first little girl I had screamed anytime anyone came near her. Poor thing. It was definitely a creative challenge to get her to cooperate. I credit my vast knowledge of Dora with my semi-success. Maybe all those hours of Alisha watching it was good for something. I got through it, and now I am officially halfway done with nursing school! I can't believe how fast this past year has gone. I will be graduating at this time next year! Yeah baby!

It's been crazy this past week trying to do everything I've neglected over the past 3 months. I was in charge of Megan's Girl Scouts meeting. We went to a local place that houses families of patients and we made and decorated cookies for them. I helped out with Alisha's classroom Holiday Party (no, not Christmas party--that's not PC). I did a lot of Christmas shopping, getting the girls off to school in the morning (they sure move a lot slower than I remember), and trying desperately to find my house underneath all the mess. I went out with friends, and watched all my shows on my DVR. I still haven't seen Chris much, since he's had a crazy week, too. He pulled an all-nighter on Wednesday, came home to shower, and went to an appointment with his sleep doctor. I thought that was ironic. Then he went back to work until 10 pm, came home and slept for 45 minutes, then went to a midnight showing of Tron with his friends. This boy is crazy!! I honestly don't know how he manages to work as much as he does. Many times when I would get up early for school, and miserable on my 4-5 hours of sleep, he would still be up working, and I would feel guilty for complaining. He still manages to help me out as much as he can with the girls and cooking, isn't grumpy, doesn't complain, and supports and encourages me when I get stressed out and overwhelmed. He's amazing.

So now, this week is pretty open. The girls are out of school, I'm not studying all week, even though I have my books already for next quarter, most of the Christmas shopping is done, and my house is mostly clean. I am going to sleep, sleep, shop, clean, cook, and sleep some more. I think I'll get a head start and go take a nap.