Today, I have a very thankful heart. This weekend was B's last scheduled work weekend on his Ortho Trauma rotation. Hallelujah, Amen! He is off next weekend and the weekend after that. Two in a row. It's a record. The week after that, he will begin an Emergency Room rotation. He will still work weekend days and nights on that rotation, but his hours will be shifts - which should be no longer than 10 hours at a time. Should being the key word. The weeks upon weeks of 16 hour days have really gotten to both of us. Regardless, we are looking forward to a month that's a little less traumatic than the last couple of rotations have been. Lord knows we are going to need it, as B goes back onto Ortho Trauma for the month of December. Let's just say I am NOT looking forward to that...
Ahem. Moving on.
This weekend was a busy one. Friday was full of errand-running and housework. It was a long day with just the little man and me, as B worked a full day and then volunteered as the assistant doctor at a high school football game in the Atlanta area on Friday night. It's always fun for him to get to be part of these games, as it gives him 'real world' experience when a player gets hurt and is brought to him for immediate diagnosis and treatment options. Nothing like being the person in charge to make your profession start feeling real.
Saturday, B was up bright and early to head to work. Caleb and I slept in for a bit, and were then up and around to get ready for the day. We had cinnamon toast for breakfast, watched some cartoons, and cleaned up around the house before heading to lunch with my sweet Momma, sister, Aunt Lisa, and cousin Ryan. My mom and sister had been wanting to see Caleb, and my aunt's birthday is this week, so Saturday was just a good day to get together to catch up and celebrate. Caleb loved getting to see his Mimi and Aunt Jen. And of course, none of us thought to grab a camera to snap some pictures. How is it that I can seem to think to take pictures of Caleb while running around the house eating breakfast in his pjs, but seem to totally forget to take pictures for rare get togethers with loved ones? Total fail. After lunch, we paid a visit to our local HomeGoods store - where I picked up a couple of small Christmas gifts for the little man - and Michaels, where my mom needed a few craft items. Around that time, I got a surprise phone call from B, letting me know that he was on his way home. Great surprise! Not long after that, my family and I hugged goodbye, and Caleb and I headed home to spend some much-needed time with Daddy.
Saturday night, the three of us headed to B's grandparents' house to watch the last half of the Georgia game, and to spend some time with B's aunt, uncle, and cousins, who were in town from Savannah for the weekend. We noshed on some white bean chili, and watched Caleb run around with his sweet little cousins, Landon and Stella - who are a couple of years older than he is. Landon would run by, followed closely by Stella, and then a few seconds later, Caleb's little head would go running by. He was giggling like a mad man, and loving every second of it. Every so often, we could hear both Stella and Landon saying, "Come on Caleb!" and waiting for him to catch up - it was so sweet that they really enjoyed playing with him. And Caleb's joy was palpable; his little grins were just splitting his sweet face in two. It melted my heart. Once the game ended, everyone headed outside for a fire pit and s'mores. I honestly can't remember the last time I had s'mores. Especially the homemade, marshmellows roasted on coat hangers kind. And they were go-oood. Let's just say, Caleb was a fan.
This week, we decided to attend earlier so that we could meet up with B's family to celebrate Pawpaw's birthday. Caleb went to the nursery, and I headed to Sunday school. And after that, we headed out to a big birthday lunch at a local Mexican restaurant near us. Once again, we got a wonderful surprise when B called and let us know that he was on his way home, and was able to join us for lunch. This little guy is always excited to get to spend time with his daddy. Especially when it involves quesadillas. Once again, I managed to get absolutely no photos, aside from this one of Caleb sitting in his highchair. My photog skills need some work. Otherwise, we'll have no real memories of anything or anyone when Caleb grows up. Just random photos of him at various events, with no shots of anyone else.
Hoping that you all had a lovely weekend! Happy Monday!