Today my baby woke up at 430. We tried to let her cry it out but she persisted.

The house (and us) got cleaned while she took her early morning nap allowing us to drop her off at the in laws while we went house hunting. I wouldn’t say things look grim but it’s going to me more difficult to find something than I had initially anticipated. We don’t make no money but we certainly don’t make a ton of money either.

Also, my husband and I don’t handle stress well so this process will be testing for us. We need Jesus or something.

After picking up the baby we went to a friend’s birthday party. This gave us all a good solid potential exposure to the coronavirus. We will see what happens. My sister is still sick but says it more less feels like the flu.

Indiana and Illinois have completely shut down schools. The weekend is here. Any sense of authority officially has no idea why fuck is happening and will essentially get back to us Sunday or Monday. My sister is sick in Arkansas but afraid to get tested because of what it might mean for her ability to go to work. I can’t say I wouldn’t hesitate if I began developing symptoms as well. However, my being a nurse means that my ass goes to work even if I do have symptoms. They need me to badly.

In regards s to stuff that actually matters, salmon burgers for dinner with cauliflower rice. a bowl of cereal and a date with peanutbutter for dessert. Then a walk with my little family to enjoy the newly delivered evening sunshine thanks to daylight savings time. Since starting 9-5, the hours from 5-7 have become my favorite of the day. Dinner, a bit of play, and bedtime with our sweet baby is just what I need to end a long hard day

The day started with a heavy fog. And the feeling you get on a morning that starts out like that persisted throughout the day. As the coronavirus continues to spread, the world continues to panic. Universities have closed their campuses leaving classes to be done remotely, essentially all sporting events have been canceled indefinitely, and the world has run out of toilet paper. The vibe in the office became increasingly surreal as news kept breaking about how the country will NOT be conducting business as usual for an unpredicted amount of time. Jeff and I both made our dutiful trips to multiple grocery stores ensuring that we would have enough supplies to make it through a potential quarantine.

The child is blissfully unaware of any issues. Aside from the fact that her normal routine went slightly yeah gd schedule causing her to be very crabby by the end of the nught

This day felt like it lasted a week. So much has happened in a very little amount of time. We gave in to the panic even though nothing has really happened yet.

I hope to god nothing happens

Thank fuck I don’t work in the ER right now

And the corona scare continues. Tom Hanks and his wife have it. A potential exposure at the clinic. Sports may not have sports for the rest of the season. Multiple times a day I am grateful I don’t work in the ER anymore.

And the corona scare continues. Tom Hanks and his wife have it. A potential exposure at the clinic. Sports may not have sports for the rest of the season. Multiple times a day I am grateful I don’t work in the ER anymore.

My husband called me after getting off work looking for a fight. So I gave him one. He has a bad habit of gaslighting me when he gets frustrated. My brain just doesn’t work the same as his and he takes full advantage of that. He’s a good guy for the most part. Not perfect, though.

Took my anger out on the dog after he wanted to go out 15 minutes after I had already taken him. Poor guy is always getting yelled at.

This morning I woke up at 515 before my daughter. I had an entire blissful hour to myself before she woke up which has become a rare occasion. Normally she wakes up at that time as well but the recent time change has tricked her into sleeping later the past few days. I did my morning stretches without rushing, made and ate my precious oatmeal without rushing, and even took the dog out to pee without rushing. My whole world has been full of rushing around ever since I had her so moments of stillness and calm are enjoyed thoroughly.

I dropped her off at her sweet daycare where she insists on being handed over to her “snuggle boobs” before she can handle playing with the other kids.

Then I’m off to start my work day as a nurse at a local GI clinic. Patients come in, paying whatever insurance tells them to, in hopes that someone will give them answers about their bloating and constipation. Though some patients are indeed sick and in need of a specialist, it’s pretty amazing the amount of people come through for your run of the mill occasional diarrhea or has pain. Symptoms I’ve never considered treating with over the counter medications let alone consulting with a gastroenterologist about. I’ll say for now that GI and psych often go hand in hand.

We are in the throes of the coronavirus. The news discusses nothing else. Kirkland, WA has seen the most of it in the US. My brother, his wife, and their 18 month old live in Kirkland. Italy has exploded with cases and have a current death toll of 437. One girl studying abroad in Venice came home to St. Louis, showed symptoms, was diagnosed, and promptly went to a father- daughter dance at the Ritz-Carlton. We will see how far it spreads here. My daughter has had a runny nose for 3 days. I have a sore throat and signs of a GI bug. Though I truly think it’s probably just the flu, I admit I am a littler nervous about the situation.

Eating ~3000 calories daily has begun to catch up with me. Imagine that. Surely I will find some will power and stop the scale from creeping anymore.