The Hospital Tour

Well I must say the hospital tour was delightful. You might be wondering why I am taking a hospital tour on my second go around with having a baby, but it's because we have never delivered at this hospital before. I am really looking forward to it now...
As I sat at dinner with Jeremy and Boo, I told Boo I had a secret to tell him and he said "Baby came and he's at the hospital..." I couldn't resist looking at Jeremy and saying "Yeah, and here I am sitting having dinner with you both!" The timeline for Boo is all jumbled up in his head, poor thing. I don't know what that kid is going to do when he finds out I have to actually stay in the hospital for more than a day.

Hospital policy is pretty strict on certain things and that happens to be the certain things that people like to disobey. I used to work in a hospital setting, which seems like many moons ago, but it still never ceases to amaze me that some people just, how do I say this nicely, don't care?. I am having a hard time dealing with the don't care part of it all, so although my husband hears the brunt of my complaint, I am having to learn to just dump the thoughts. I try to dump them at the foot of the cross, knowing the Lord has every precise detail in His hands already, but oh glory is it hard to not just want to lash out.
I know all that is pretty vague above, but none the less I feel better getting it off my chest.

Okay, so I am dawdling (sp?) and i need to get back to work on my projects...big day tomorrow with Choir performances tomorrow night...

Love,
Karen