If a picture is worth 1000 words, here goes the longest post I probably will ever not “write”! Seven days, seven photos to capture each day. I started on a Wednesday (for no reason). Enjoy!

Wednesday

Employee parking at the University is not my idea of ideal. You either use remote parking areas or you can opt for a short to moderate brisk walk. Either way it can add an extra 10-15 minutes on to your morning. This, for me, is a big deal. Recently though I just happen to find an inconspicuous parking lot that is closer. How did I not see this before? I parked there for a few days, totally ecstatic that my car to building time had decreased by a few minutes.

Wednesday, as I park and get out of my car, I notice a beautiful river running along the back of the parking lot. I thought, hmm, I hadn’t noticed that yesterday. As I continue to walk toward the hospital I also notice railroad tracks. I thought wow, where have my eyes been? It was one of those epiphany moments. Amyre, remember to slow down sometimes. Don’t get so busy in “survival mode” that you are missing the beautiful details of life, including closer work parking, rivers and snow covered railroad tracks.

Thursday

I made it to work on time but I wasn’t completely done getting ready. I needed to comb my hair. It was still wrapped around my head and covered with a satin scarf under my hat. Please no judgement. Anyway, I take off my coat and boats (I leave my hat on of course) and I go to my purse to grab my comb. There is no comb! Unbelievable! I have been looking at this comb all week in my purse, but the one day I need it, it’s not there. What in the world was I going to do?!

I’m searching through my desk drawer. No comb. I see a fork and thought for a moment! Hey it worked for the little mermaid! I go to the bathroom take my hat off and my hair beautifully falls out of the wrap. With a few hand tussles it lands perfectly into place! I didn’t even have to use the dinglehopper! I throw on some eyeliner and mascara and at that point I knew it was going to be a good day. Of course I took a selfie to capture the moment. Appropriate caption is: I know it’s going to be a good day! And it was!

Friday

And then the clock strikes midnight (literally) and I feel like Cinderella. All the great magical vibes of the day are gone and we are headed to Mott Children’s ER with Ash. He woke up with a fever, throwing up. Boy was it a long night. We were there for 6 hours making sure his fever broke and he was able to tolerate fluids.

We finally made it back home at 630am and at 720am I was back out the door headed to work. I had all of my afternoon patients moved up to the morning so that I could rush back home to take care of my sweet baby. By 1130am I had saw all 7 of my scheduled patients and was headed home. Friday was pure exhaustion. I took this pic of the ER wall as an ode to where and how my day started.

Saturday

Today was recovery. I cancelled all my plans and cuddled with my Noodle. We slept in and spent the day in our jammies.

Sunday

Sunday we woke up and headed to church. It wasn’t easy getting ready and we were late but we still got everything we needed.

Monday

Tuesday

I took Tuesday off. Ash had a doctor’s appointment and I had a couple of appointments myself to be at. I try to take a couple of days off a month so that I don’t feel work/life balance (whatever that means) doesn’t become to out of whack.

I actually took this photo Sunday night. I’ve looked at it a hundred times since. Tuesday I was off work but spent my day on turned up mommy duty. So I replaced the original picture I took with this one. Plus I just can’t stop looking at my little Noodle nibbling on a dinner roll!

He’s my heart.

P.S. there are only about 800 words!