Bittersweet

If there's one thing I've learned about life, it's that it never goes exactly as planned.  Up until this week I was planning on going back to work on Tuesdays.  Monday Bret came home and had decided that I should stay home.  After looking at everything, crunching some numbers and a lot of prayer, we came to the conclusion that me being a stay-at-home mom, was possible, and would be best for our family.

I have wanted to be a stay at home mom since I found out I was pregnant with Cort, but it wasn't possible till now.  I gave my notice on Wednesday, and today I went and cleaned out my locker.  I am thrilled to be able to stay home with my two adorable boys, even if they are sometimes a handfull. However I am also sad to know I will not be going back to work. 

I really loved my job.  I got to see a lot of fascinating stuff.   Life in the O.R. is never....well, rarely dull.  I am going to miss assisting on certain cases, especially brain surgeries.  Along with the job itself, I am really going to miss the amazing people I worked with.  I worked with some really talented and fascinating surgeons, and some of the best nurses and scrub techs in the world!  I made a lot of great friends at work, and hope that as I start this new chapter of my life, we can still find time to see each other and remain friends.