They are required by law to give us a day off every week.

I think some senior team members would rather us not have a day off, but too bad. They HAVE TO. And I am so frickin’ excited to spend the entire day with my son who seems to grow and change every minute of every day that I am away.

I’m exhausted. I can’t even raise my eyebrows high enough to keep my eyes open. I just wanted to share:

- Tonight I put together an email invitation for Creighton’s 1st birthday party. The kiddo is going to be a Whole Year Old in 10 days and I can hardly believe it. Brandon takes his Step 2 CK the day before his birthday and my birthday is 7 days later, so we have a few things to celebrate at this time of year.

- Daycare reported that Creighton RAN across the room yesterday. Apparently he was mad about something and realized he needed to get across the room in a hurry. I’m excited to see if he’ll do this supposed 2-legged transporting tomorrow in front of one of us parents.

- Creighton is also high-five-ing and waving “bye-bye” and mowing the lawn and cooking us dinner in the evenings. I can’t believe how our little man has grown up!

- Tomorrow is (as mentioned) a DAY OFF. Then I only have 6 days left in the ICU. I have loved my time there, but it is so emotionally and physically draining to be non-stop acute care for 12 hours every day. I am looking forward to a change of pace with Peds Clinic next month.

- I can’t remember what else I wanted to say. It might have been a disappointment — in which case, I’d be better off forgetting it and not dwelling. Or it might have been a frustration — in which case, I’d be better off forgetting it and not dwelling. This “being perpetually exhausted” thing has done wonders for my emotional health. I have absolutely no time or energy to think about anything other than the present. That is surprisingly freeing.

Goodni-zzzzzz….