i seem to have survived day #3 back at work. mondays are hard: i spend the morning over in lab, and then drive back to durham to attend meetings from 2 – 6. except that now it’s more like 2:30 – 5:40, because i have to get to day care before closing time! granted, these hours still aren’t strenuous as far as the medical lifestyle goes — at all. but it’s hard to stay engaged sometimes for so many hours of meetings in a row! and sometimes . . . well, sleep happens. and it’s embarrassing.
i was very worried about this possibility today, as a. was up to eat at 12a and 4a. not TERRRRIBLE [and i’m aware it could be much, MUCH worse!], but obviously not ideal. it’s odd, but it seems she sleeps so much better on nights after day care! i can’t attribute it to milk intake because i’ve been able to eke out enough to match her so far [though it takes me 5 sessions to pump enough for her 3 bottles]. i suppose it’s ‘stimulation’, although the weekend was a lively one with visits from a’s cousins and she certainly seemed stimulated to me!
anyway, i can’t fault her completely because i chose to squeeze in a run this morning. it’s a trade-off, but sometimes the endorphins seem to enhance my mood/energy more than the equivalent time spent sleeping.
in the end, though, i wasn’t just awake today — i was slightly wired. i think that i’m running on a combination of “I CAN DO THISSSS!” adrenaline, combined with hormones and a little brute force. it reminds me of when i would start a new [hard] rotation during residency — those first few call nights were never that bad! and then . . . well, sometimes things didn’t remain so cheery.
hopefully i can continue to ride this wave until a’s sleep patterns get a little more sorted out! we’ll see . . .
1. i don’t think my two-planner system is going to work [i had bought a separate one for work to help plan out my days]. as much as i’d love to keep work separate, it’s not reality and i need everything in one place!! i’m just going to make the little one suffice.
2. hey look, dinner:
3. just unpacking my bags and washing necessary pump parts took 20 precious minutes at the sink today after work. hoping i can get faster . . .
5. about to watch a little of last night’s gymnastics trials [while pumping] and then pass out. goal is BED BEFORE 9. here goes!