A Way Too Long Post
Thank you to all of you who reached out with supportive words for me. Right now I need that kind of support. It doesn’t help me to hear “suck it up, that’s just the way it is. Lots of us do it, you can to.” That’s the ass backwards logic that has made medicine the cold environment that it is, and I’m sick of hearing it.
I was so lucky to have had an upper level resident for the past month that would have never said that to me. Instead she’d just sit with me after we signed out and hug me while I cried, she’d ask about my kids when she could sense I needed to talk about them, and she’d avoid it when she knew I couldn’t handle talking about them. She taught me at every opportunity, shared my workload when I was overwhelmed (which she did NOT have to do, being as she was my upper level), impressed me with her humanism, and made me laugh when I just really needed it. She’s probably the reason I got through last month. So intern year isn’t all bad I guess; I have come across a few amazing people, like many of you, who have lovingly nudged me on while also letting me know you’d still support me if I decided to go a different way. That’s the kind of encouragement I have needed in my life lately, so thank you. To our parents and my grandparents, I really am doing ok, I promise.
Today was awesome. We made it feel like a full weekend, even if it was just a day. First, I have to introduce you to a new member of the Good household…I got a cryptic text while I was on-call Saturday and had hoped the snake Travis mentioned would be dead or something before I got home. Instead, I found it in a little reptile aquarium ON MY KITCHEN TABLE.
It’s only a matter of time before a mischievous someone “accidentally” lets him out of the cage and he slithers under a couch or appliance.
So yeah, we have a snake. His name is Slinky, and he’s a gross little thing Travis and the kids caught on a hike last weekend. That’s just what happens when I’m gone for 30 straight hours and daddy’s left in charge;) There’s also a praying mantis, 2 frogs, and a tube full of crickets – all caught by my kids on their hike. Saturday was a rough day for the animal kingdom.
We did all kinds of stuff today, including getting a preview of the Botanical Gardens’ new kid’s section, which is going to be amazing when it fully opens next week. We had a really fun scavenger hunt there.
[Note: in the picture below, you can see Fin’s new sense of fashion – she insists on mix and matching her shoes]
We also walked to a pocket of nearby restaurants to enjoy my fav food – sushi. Also, my best friend delivered a baby today in a VERY high risk delivery. Dominique and her baby girl are both doing great, after a very stressful pregnancy. Thank God. So today was a wonderful day for many reasons. Speaking of pregnancy and babies, little Good #4 is doing well. I started feeling movement early this time, but the first real kick you could feel from the outside of my belly happened 2 weeks ago. We had an ultrasound last week and we brought all the kids (and Jen, our incredible nanny who has become a crucial member of the family). The kids LOVED being involved and seeing the baby on the big screen during the ultrasound.
The ultrasound ended up showing a marginal cord insertion, meaning we’ll have to have another ultrasound and see a perinatologist next month to monitor the baby’s growth (since the cord doesn’t insert in the center of the placenta, there’s a concern that the baby might not get as much blood flow / nutrients, which could cause growth restriction). I’m not too worried about it at this point, but my experience with perinatologists makes me roll my eyes at the thought of having to see one. Always ironic when the fields that could really use people with good bedside manner tend to draw the ice cubes, but whatever.
Anyway, here are some pictures from dinner tonight. We walked a few miles, ate a great dinner, let the kids play in some water, and headed home watching the sunset over the Rocky Mountains. In the interest of transparency and honesty, this is the secret to getting our kids to sit still at a restaurant so Travis and I can pretend like we’re on a date, even if there are 3 very nosey chaperones present;)
Every now and then, Shane would pick his head up and say something funny like “cuse me, I farted.” Cracks me up.
Here’s a beautiful thing: 3 toddlers all finally wearing underwear! No more diapers (for a few months!).