So I have 3 shifts left at work until Miss Ellery joins our family in person. Today was bar far one THE most challenging. Both physically and emotionally.
Briefly-I had a 3 patients die today. All individual stories, all spread out during my 10 hours, all unexpected. And I don't even work ER anymore!!!?? All that to be said, I came home in not the best of moods-kinda exhausted, kinda in physical pain from being on my feet for 10 hours at 35 weeks preggo, kinda a little bit of road rage (my commute was 1+ hours-normally 45 min on a weekday), kinda praying to dig deep to greet my super energetic 2.5 year old at dinner time-eww. I made it into the driveway. Departed immediately for my decontamination shower (both mental and physical) to then come out to the garage and see this:
The boy is wearing my bicycle helmet he placed on his own followed by his last years boots that are too small (and on the wrong feet). He was just smiling and giggling as he drove around our yard. Pretty much the best way to end my day. EVER. BLESSED.