Well. We did it!
Today is B's last day of PGY-1. We have officially made it through the 365 torturous days of the intern year of his orthopedic surgical residency. The hardest year of the five. And oh, how hard it was. I can't tell you how many tears were cried. How many frustrated texts were sent. How many meals were missed. How many late nights were worked. How many holidays were solo. How many bathtimes and bedtimes were a single parent affair. How many family events were missed. How many "with regret" RSVP cards were mailed out. How many schedules were rearranged. How many feelings were hurt.
But it's over. We made it. By the grace of God.
A little more tired. Perhaps a bit worse for the wear. With a few more lines around our eyes. But we did it. We survived the year. Made it through the loss of another baby, and another healthy pregnancy along the way. And welcomed a sweet daughter into our family to boot. If we can make it through all of this, I feel like we can make it through anything.
If you need me today, I'll be celebrating by taking the kids to Target with reckless abandon. Might stop by the grocery store too. And I might even leave the diaper bag at home, just for kicks. Hey. Gotta get my thrills somewhere now that the year from you-know-where is behind us! (I lied. There's no way I'm going anywhere without that diaper bag. I'm not THAT brave. Or stupid).
Tomorrow begins PGY-2. Year 2, we're coming for you. One down, four to go.
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