A Day in the Life

Woke up, fell out of bed...dragged a comb across my head...

I woke up before Maddy, but decided to sleep in. I dyed my hair last night with Clairol Perfect 10 to cover the greys. it looks great, I think. We're trying to save $, so I dye my own hair now. Since I'm just doing the BROWN thing, its not But for now, I think it looks A-OK. Good, even!

Found my way downstairs and drank a cup. Looking up, I noticed i was late...

Drinking half-decaf on work days now. It makes me less jittery at work, therefore less shakey hands when starting IV's. (Good times for everyone). Clocked in at 8:47am....as always, 2 minutes late from my start time. Thats Just Me.

...and somebody spoke and I went into a dream...

I had my ego stroked today. It was a hoppin' day at work and I embraced it. Its nice to know that I can still handle multitasking and prioritizing 8 patients plus phone triage without going nuts, and still giving each one the kind of care that produces comments like, "You've been doing this a while, haven't you? You're so good at explaining things. I feel SO much better". I really take pride in what I do. Yes, it is what pays the bills, but it is also a bigger part of me than I sometimes realize. I can't always control how well I do as a stay at home mom, because Maddy will always have her off- days. I can have my off-days at work, but those are much more rare.

The fact I got a text from Ross today saying that Maddy started walking solo (without holding on to furniture) was just the icing on the cake. I wasn't depressed that I was at work while it happened, because I spend so much time with that girl that I know I won't miss too much. She performed for me when I got home from work, and she was sooo happy to see me. She actually stretches her arms out and whines, "mama!" and shakes with excitement when she sees me walk in the door. My heart has never been this warm! Not to be cliche or mushy, but recently, being a mom has felt so much more amazing and rewarding than it ever has. Sure; her defiance and getting into everything is challenging. But she responds to me. She knows me. She loves me. She has been testing me, but ultimately has been obeying me for the most part (so far). Her personality is already so evident- strong willed, fun loving, sweet, cautious, and analytical. She is totally working the fake cry these days, to which I laugh at her. She usually stops "crying" and laughs back. This phase has been the highlight of my parenting career, so far.
*whispers* Ross has a job interview tomorrow. Pray for him. I am happy with our current job situtation right now, but that is only if I don't take his happiness into account, which isn't fair to him. He is too smart to be selling cars, and he hates doing it. He wants to be the breadwinner, and he wants to be challenged at work. More on that, later.