results are in: i am now officially momlyfe, RN.
it’s funny bc i feel like compassion training is the last thing i need, i am empathetic to a fault! i need bossiness training, boundaries training, putting the fear of god into you if you ring that call bell for no reason one more time training. bc for now i am ready to sit down + listen to someone’s whole life story then spend an entire shift untangling their records + calling every referral service + department imaginable bc they got brought the wrong flavor of ensure or some shit you know??? i think working in the system beats the ability to care out of you until you are a mean old nurse who gets all yr shit done but totally phones it in + does a full 360 degree eye roll every time you’re asked a question + yells at patients for wetting the bed after you just changed it. i’m hoping to find a happy medium
took a compassion training course yesterday + happened to be sitting next to the head of the lactation team. we hit it off + she invited me to come to the unit + get a tour. squee! i love it when ppl are nice it makes networking less scary
Quad City DJ’s - C’mon N’ Ride It (The Train)
in other news percy officially broke my ipad + no amount of back slapping will revive it but maybe 1.5 years of heavy usage by the world’s most active toddler + his klutzy mom is actually pretty impressive
$400 to get a new one tho + we have a ten-hours-each-way car trip coming up next week so i’m gonna need to replace that. ouch
holy shit first pee in the potty tonight! yesterday he finally agreed to sit down on it for the first time (it’s been in our house for over a year) but wasn’t into going + today he sat down + we read some potty books + when he got up there was pee in it + we were both so stoked!!!! this is rly exciting!!! shout to the daniel tiger potty song tho
i love it when men know their r+b. when they try to act hard or be like that shit is for girls it is such a big red flag for being a basic ass boring ass dude. my husband played come up to my room by jodeci one of the first times we hung out + i was like ok he’s coming thru with the deep cuts right now + he is in touch with his feminine side i can appreciate this
omg that was so hard!!! it turned off at the minimum # of questions (75) which means i either did real good or real bad. but they say if you get lots of rly hard, high level questions that means you were doing good + i got so many select all that apply ones (the hardest). so yeah…i think i probably passed but i won’t know for sure until 48 hrs from now. ahhhhhh! so nerve racking
i woke up, hit the gym to get my head/body in a good place, took a long relaxing shower, got dressed + did my hair cute, now i’m eating smart food (collard greens, beans + fish) at whole foods, to be followed by a gigantic iced americano + a brownie. then i’m going to go to this park around the corner, set the timer on my phone for ten minutes + get down on my knees to clear my head + bring a lil spirituality into this. i am nervous but feeling so good like i got this!!! thanks to everybody sending me good vibes i surely do appreciate it.
OMG MY NCLEX IS TOMORROW + I AM FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. all of the anxiety. if you pray please pray for me, truly
i was a lil scandalized by hearing one of percy’s classmates singing trey songz “OH NA NA” at pickup the other day but i was clearly heavily influenced by sexually explicit pop music as a child so i rly should not have been surprised.
like i definitely knew all the lyrics to downtown by swv w/no earthly idea what i was singing about + i have vivid memories of watching chris isaac’s wicked games video on mtv + being like, um, wowzer. not sure if these things did or did not influence current levels of freakiness
idk, i think you should just let yr babies listen to whatever music they want but like just tell them, you know, these lyrics are not literal it’s not that serious + make sure they have a healthy balance of other stuff
this may or may not be a recording my dad made of a six year old me doing my very best, most soulful mary j blige / en vogue / mariah carey impersonation over one of his jazzy riffs. it’s really, really weird and sort of awesome. i don’t even know. you’re welcome?
never forget these cece peniston vibes