Yesterday, we had our first two nursing interviews. We have four more scheduled over the next week. I asked them
The question of the hour is how much nursing we'll actually get. Well, we probably won't know until the day before discharge.
You hear that? That's God chuckling at the planner being forced to be flexible.
IT'S NOT FUNNY ANYMORE!
I'm currently reading Mary Beth Chapman's book Choosing to See and have been able to relate to her on so many levels. It's definitely worth the read! It's all about the ups and downs of her life and how the death of her daughter Maria has affected her. Like her, I'm a planner. Like her, I wanted the simple things in life...job security with predictable hours and a quiet, normal life. HA! I think I gave up on the predictable hours part shortly after we were married and Matt had to cancel our Valentine's Day plans because a teenaged crisis came up. There's no such thing as predictable hours when you're a youth pastor. As for the second half of my simple dreams...we used to have a pretty normal life, but God kind of blew that one out of the water too. I'm all about creating the new normal. I jokingly--I think--say that we are never going anywhere again, but I know that we will learn how to do all sorts of things with our high-maintenance girl!
Emotion of the day: Thrilled! I'm thrilled to be setting up Abby's room and interviewing nurses, because I never thought this day would come. Caleb is thrilled to have his family all back together and settle into a routine again. Matt and I are thrilled to be able to finally bring our baby home after nearly three long months of just being visitors. I am thrilled that Abby beat the odds and showed the doubters what she's made of. That girl is a fighter!!!