The Adventures of Night-Life: Day 1

Well, I survived my first night shift in the NICU.  It went surprisingly better than I expected.  It’s crazy how 12 hours can fly by without realizing that you are staying up the whole night.  The last time I saw the sun set and the sun rise (consecutively) I was going through my “wild-ish” college days!

Anyway, I was a good level of busy for most of the night, with it picking up considerably around 5am when one of my babies decided to drop her H/H and required a blood transfusion.  That’ll definitely eat a chunk of time!  I think that my “nausea hour” is around 4am, which means I should probably take a snack break a bit before and back off on the caffeine before hand.  So strange to plan meals and eat throughout the night.

It’s funny, the sun just popped up and bam!, it was morning!  Very cool.  Driving home I chatted with my mom and then when I got home Ben had dinner all ready for me.  I thought that I wasn’t hungry, but the smell of a turkey burger and acorn squash at 9 am proved me wrong!  So yummy and just what I needed before I crashed, head first, into bed in my perfectly dark Bat-Cave that Ben created.  Love that guy!  As I was drifting off my mind continued to race for a good two hours, but that’s expected, when you’ve been up for a solid 24 hours.

I finally joined the living around 2pm and enjoyed my granola and coffee.  Very strange to have my day shifted so much, but also quite satisfying.  I’m sure after three more nights of this I’ll be singing another tune, but I’ll take the happy moments when I get them!

And with that I’ll sign off with a stifled yawn and a tip of my hat to all those night workers out there!



It’s the Little Things

Waking up before the alarm sounds.

Coffee in my favorite Lake Champlain mug.

Silly cats playing in the sunbeams.

A pretty new handbag.

Love and support embracing me from all directions.

Autumn in a Nutshell

The past few months have simply flown by, as if I blinked my eyes and poof, autumn is nearly over.  Soon I’ll be pulling on my fuzzy boots and cinching my down jacket tightly to my body as I brave the freezing morning air.  I recently came across a quote that said “notice that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.”  This speaks such truths to my heart.  Autumn is a time of great reflection, a time where we are faced with the last days of warmth before the snows decent upon us for months.  We prepare for the winter, relish in the heat of the sun, and let ourselves become immersed in the beauty that is nature.

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Perhaps this season which for so many of our childhood years meant the start of something new simply stays with us as we age into adulthood.  The feeling that we can reinvent ourselves, once again, with the start of a new school year.  Or perhaps, we are simply taking a break from all the adventures of summer and finally have a minute to reflect on the joys of the days past.

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As I sit here typing I feel that I have missed some of this lovely season.  I am buried in a seemingly never-ending pile of work, clawing desperately at sinking sides, feeling as if I am making no progress at all.  I try and try and try, but to no avail.  Yes, melodramatic of me, but true.

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I need the winter.  I crave the snow that wraps my soul in a soft blanket that shields me from the world.  I need the escape and the relief of winter to come.  For this chapter of my life to come to a close.  To have survived this.  If I get to the snow it will be over and I can breath once again.  But I am not there.  Autumn in all her beauty and glory is around me.  It is here, on this very front porch, beckoning for me to soak her in and relish in the joy.  To stop and remember that right here, right now, is perfect and wonderful and tomorrow is uncertain, but today, yes, today, is my life.