Work is... challenging. As in, nausea on the way into work. I feel that I am beginning to catch on to the systems and charting at the hospital in the last couple weeks, but it is busy. Basically, it has verified in my mind that I want to work at Avista hospital in Louisville, CO until the day I die (shout out to my Joints ladies!!). As a travel nurse, you have to be prepared to hit the ground running, get dumped on with difficult patient loads, and know how to work independently. I knew this in theory, but here is what I am used to... A small community hospital with a gorgeous Rocky Mountain backdrop, knowing well everyone I work with, and working one princess shift per week. Now I work about 13+ hours with a 20 min lunch break (maybe), and the entire shift is a Richard Simmons speed-walk workout. Can you say "cankles"? On the up side, I work with some amazing girls that are truly so kind and helpful to me, and if you have to run your tail off, it may as well be alongside a good team.
I have decided it is all worth it. I am loving our quiet life. I love my time with Mark.. he is such an incredible husband (and is now a pro at foot massages). Watching him with the boys is amazing. Just this morning I watched him sit on the floor with Tommy and patiently teach him to tie his shoes until he could do it on his own. There is an abundance of quiet time by the fire to read and pray and think about our life and what we want it to be. We are overwhelmed with thankfulness that the Lord brought us to this cozy quiet place for this time.
The pics here are of our outing to Chattanooga (great city, awesome children's museum), a pic of the boys on their night at the Motocross races, and, of course, some Giada food!
