This is what the alarm on Paul's phone looked like the other day.
Yes, that's 3:30am
Although it was Daylight Savings, so it was more like 4:30 am. A typical day in the life of an anesthesia resident.
And then there was my morning:
I woke at 7am - to a sick, crying baby covered in vomit and diarrhea shortly followed by a second screaming child with a face covered in blood.
As I was dealing with Avery I heard what sounded like my big kids sliding down the stairs in sleeping bags.
I yelled, "that's a bad idea!"
just in time to hear a crash and then blood curdling screams from Alex who came running to me with her face covered in blood.
Face first down the wood stairs and straight into the tile landing results in a bad bloody nose.
work 90+ hours a week in a high stress environment including 30 hour shifts and getting up to go to work in the middle of the night
or blood vomit diarrhea laundry 2 screaming kids and another one to get ready for school
Some days I'm not sure what I would rather.
(Alright. I'd still rather do my job.)