I started an internship a couple weeks ago. I'm working six day weeks for a while then it will settle down to alternating 5 and 6 day weeks. Its okay if I don't think about it. I have to keep my mind focused on the day at hand or maybe the next day. If I start counting the days untill I have a day off then I'm fucked. The shitty part is were broke. Between the trip to England and Pirate Fair the Amex card is majorly loaded up. We'll barely get caught up in time for last minute Xmas shopping. Ahh well I remember much harder times than this. Ever have to call in sick because you didn't have subway fair to get to work? That's broke.
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And yes, there are men in my classes and at births who amaze me. The dad at the 50 hour labor who held his wife through every contraction even after I passed out in the rocking chair on day 2 from sleep dep., the dad who looked deeply into his wife's eyes when she said she was afraid and couldn't fight anymore and said, "let me fight your fears for you", the dad who caught his baby boy and burst into laughing tears. I guess I should give attention to them as well.
and yeah, there are definitely some dads that frustrate the hell out of me.
did you have homebirths?
xoxo