And life moves on...

Today marks day two back at work and daycare for Tayla. We finished the construction on the house last weekend. (what a freaking adventure. for reference... a half gallon of bright white paint dumped on a cream dining room carpet is NOT easy to get out. UGH). But I'm thankful to have my house back in order.

 The first day of work went quite well, minus one MAJOR event. O you know, Joint Commission decided to make there every 4 year drop in, THE DAY I COME BACK. No big deal (thick thick thick sarcasm here.)
There is so much you need to know to pass inspection and I wasn't even getting successfully logged into my work programs since I had been gone so long. The minute the Joint Doctor arrived on the floor all nurses just scattered...it was quite amusing at that point. After he left it looked like we passed with flying colors so hoping that stays true.

Tayla woke up sick yesterday, I'm praying its a short term thing. We tried cereal again with her and this time had way more successes. Instead of crying hysterically she smiled so much the food kept falling out of her mouth. O well I'd rather have that then the screaming. I'm thinking the cereal before bed was a good choice since she slept 8 hours last night straight!!

nummy nummies!