But guess what? I'm not going to miss it. You see, I will miss places and people, but I will get my husband back, and I kind of like that guy. And, I especially like him when he's rested, which I kind of don't remember him being in years. Which brings me to the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad rotation...
First of all, if you or your hubs works nights, you are amazing, and I don't know how you do it. Mr. Hubs just finished a two week rotation of trauma nights. His hours were 7pm to 7am. Silly, naive me thought, How bad can this be? We get to have him home during the day! Wrong. Well, right...he was home during the day...sleeping. We got to see him for about 30 minutes when he got home in the morning, 30 minutes when he woke up at lunchtime to eat and maybe an hour before he went to work again. On the weekends, he would get up in the middle of the night and watch TV for three hours. I can't make the beds, because he is in them (yes, both of them at different times, of course). We can't have our dance parties, because they are too loud. And, quite frankly, sleepy post-call boys cooped up in a room all day are just stinky. A couple of times, Stella asked if Daddy still lived with us. It really made me feel for those of you who do this all the time. I could hardly last a couple of weeks. I know. I'm a wimp. I like my husband home, and really, nights would be ideal...if only Hubs didn't need sleep, but he does. Apparently, I'm not the only wimpy one in the family.
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