When going through my extreme nesting phase, I had the sudden urge to pack my hospital bag at 32 weeks and put it near our front door. Every day until I gave birth, my hospital suitcase would serve as a reminder of what was going to happen in the near future, how I shouldn’t do the ‘typical Eliza’ thing and pack everything at the last minute as I no doubt would’ve forgotten something important.
It is official. You are not only about to welcome a little human into your family and world, but you have found yourself stumbling across this post. With various thoughts, horror stories told from your next door neighbour, friends and family members about how her baby shower ended up in literal flames and the fire [...]
I would discover the foundation to nursing was really about and what it took being listed as a Registered Nurse. Not including how one can survive the evening shift, particularly when it is a full moon, you are the only RN to 2 EENs' and you’ve got 99 residents’ not only losing their shit. Both in metaphorical and physical terms