Busy doing nothin'

I seem to be quite busy these days yet we have been doing really nothing. Does that make sense? The days are just filled with errands and finishing projects but on a whole life is just passing by. I started a new job at the end of December. I was working for my dad but decided it might be time to get a "real" job. My friend from nursing school told me of an opening at her place of work, I applied and got the job. I was super excited and even better is that I love it. I work just two days a week at Meadows Women's Center. It is a huge office that does everything from high risk pregnancies to skin care. I work specifically with the high risk pregnancies running the fetal assessment lab. There I do monitoring, ultrasounds, medications, IV's, and other cool stuff. Every women in our office that is termed "high risk" receives monitoring for contractions and baby's heart rate and an ultrasound to check fluid 2x a week. And that's what I do. I get really close with the women seeing that we chat for 30-40 minutes every week. I love hearing that they had a safe and healthy baby and knowing I played a part. I really do feel I picked the best career. So that has been keeping me busy on Monday and Thursdays.

The other days of the week I have been wondering around my house realizing I am sick of all my house decor. We have lived here for 4 years and I have stared at every wall, piece of furniture, and picture a 1,000 times. So... it has been a month of projects. I just finished painting my living room and this week I am attempting to make curtains. I will tell you what, decorating is tiring and I semi hate it. I feel like everything I buy I return and then buy again and then return. Sheesh. This week is it, no more projects for a long time. I need some time to catch up on my reading list!

(she followed me up the latter. She thought it was hilarious that the tape stuck to her.)

Scarlett is a dream. I wish I could bottle up this age and open it up again when she is a cranky 15 year old. She copies everything I do. I have had a cough this week and she now covers up her mouth and coughs when I do, except her cough is like a growl. She is always smiling and babbling to me, thinking I can understand. She sits in her car seat and just "talks" away to me. It is the sweetest little voice you ever heard. This morning she looked at me and said "Hi, Jill." Melt my heart. Her favorite thing in the world is her pink blanket. Luckily it is small because I take that thing everywhere. She holds it in her left hand and then sucks her fingers on the right. I wish she did not have to grow up.

(Give her the blanky and in go the fingers...it's a beautiful thing)

(She always grabs her blanky before coming out of her crib. She franticly digs for it under all her other bizillion blankets)