housewife

I guess when I decided to go to med school, I also decided I'd never be a housewife. I think I'd go crazy and probably gain a lot of weight from eating all the time. While I love being with my little one, it's tough trying to wash clothes, cook, & clean when he wants me to carry him at all times. Then when he's in his little gated play area, he cries until I come and play with him. So in effect, sometimes there is no time to do any cooking, cleaning, or washing. Thus, my house is a mess and I'm wearing the same clothes I went strolling with Ryan this morning.

My bestfriend, who admits to going crazy while she was staying home for 5 years with her kids before restarting her career, brought over some Baby Einstein videos. She admits that these were lifesavers because they preoccupied her son for an hour while she did some housework. But since the American Academy of Pediatrics recommends against TV watching for children under 2 years old secondary to increased incidence of Attention Deficit Disorder, I'm reluctant. I'll have to see if Baby Einstein is "slow enough" not to cause any ill effects.

new job

I commence the new job on Monday. Same clinic, same patient population as when I was a resident, but now with a regular schedule. I'm excited and a tad nervous for some unknown reason, but I'm content. I know this is where I am meant to be.

Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you,"says the Lord,"plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans for hope and a good future." This is one Biblical verse got me through the last 7 years!