Student Midwife

I can't believe that I haven't blogged about this already, but I am now officially a Student Midwife!!!

My transfer approval came through the day before the flood disaster in Brisbane, so whilst I was over the moon about getting an offer, it didn't feel right getting so excited when such a tragedy was unfolding only an hour from here.

I was excited though, and thrilled that all my hard work last year finally paid off! I'll admit though, that I have had a few moments of thinking it all might be too hard and just sticking to nursing.  But, after talking to those that have done the nursing and then Midwifery, I'm once again convinced about sticking to what I really want.

I am now finished with all the boring nursing subjects and able to really get stuck into the exciting and challenging midwifery courses.  I also get to follow the journey of pregnancy, birth and the postnatal period with 30 women over the degree, 6 I have to do in the first year!  I'm nervous and excited how I'm going to fit it all in: prep drop-off, pre-school drop off, Uni, Wife, Mum, hospital shifts and being on call for births - some super organisation skills are going to have to be implemented!

There was also a little surprise on my Academic transcript when I last checked it (it seems obsessively looking at it keeps me motivated!)  An Academic Award for Excellence, it is given to everyone with a GPA over 6.00 - which equates to being in the top 5%!  So, something that I am very proud of.  Let's see if I can keep the momentum up now that the pressure of getting a good enough grade to transfer is no longer looming.

Working hard for his money.....

Yay, Duane has next week of work and I CAN NOT wait!!

Well, seen as how it is the weekend now, theoretically his holiday should of already started right? Nope, my too nice husband said yes to some extra work chauffeuring around some of the members of the golf club that he works at. He worked from 5am Saturday morning, came home for a few hours over lunch then was back out again until 2am. Poor bugger only had 4 hours sleep before he was out again Sunday morning, was home again over lunch and then headed to a friends house to watch the footy final. He did feel extremely bad about leaving me again, especially since the kids were in fine form, but I insisted that he go as it was something he had planned for ages. He came home in time to put the kids to bed, then back out for a limo job to Brisbane airport and back. It's nearly midnight on Sunday night and he still isn't home.

Thank goodness he will be handing over the limo for the next week as well as not having to go to his other work. The limo work started out just as a favour to the Golf Club and only supposed to be occasional. Apparently though the members all love him, so there has been lots of requests for him to do the pick ups and drop offs. He doesn' t mind it, and the pays not too bad. It just eats into a bit of our time and financially its a bit complicated. I have to estimate his income for Family tax, and with the extra work it's hard to make sure we don't get over paid and end up with a big tax bill. I know I could just over estimate his wage, but then its tough on the weeks that he doesn't get overtime.

Ok, the moneys not the main problem - the big issue is we usually miss out on our rare mornings together. He leaves for work every weekday at about 5.30am, then Saturdays is his golf day, so Sundays are the only morning that we get to spend together. Its the only day we all get to wake up together (I enjoy that for a second, then kick them all out of the bedroom so I can have a sleep-in!). The kids adore having Duane around in the morning, their excitement at seeing him when they wake is gorgeous.

ETA - He didn't end up getting home until after midnight. He was absolutely exhausted from all the late nights and early mornings, so spent the majority of today catching up on sleep. As much as I wanted to blare the music and get the kids screaming at full volume, I kept them amused outside and let him snooze on the couch. BUT, now he's caught up on sleep, there wont be any lazing around for the rest of the holidays, there are a bunch of things that I want to do. There's Ikea trips to be done, trips to Dreamworld and White water world before our 2 year pass runs out and lots of family time at the park/beach.

By the end of the week, he will be BEGGING to go back to work for a break!