It's that time again. That time when I turn even more see through & the circles under my eyes turn from gray to black. No, I'm not talking about the deep, dark corners of Wisconsin winter. I'm talking about midterms.
I should be nose-deep in a Sixth Edition APA-formatted essay about a care plan for Nutritional Principles in Nursing or studying some aspect of human biology that is neither fun nor interesting to anyone but me, but I first have to take the time to share with you the many faces of The Nursing Student Mama.
|I'm hungry. When did I last eat? It's|
probably a bad sign that I can't
remember. I should write my next
paper on how long a person can live
marginally well on Coke & water
|Hello, Social Life. Remember me?|
No? Didn't think you would.
|I work, I go to school full-time, I|
have 6 kids all over me, a cat that
thinks he's a 3 year old toddler, & you
want me to do what now?
|Wait...an extra 5 chapters to read|
with a test, AND another care plan
to write? Due tomorrow? I'll
get right on that,
oh wonderful teacher you.
|Sure, I can make 6 dozen cookies|
for your team by 6 tomorrow
morning. It's 10:35 at night...yeah,
I can totally make cookies, read 7
chapters, & be ready for that test
at 8:00 tomorrow morning.
|Of course I can work that extra shift|
tomorrow. I can study while I'm...
not sleeping. Again.
|What do you mean you're sick? You|
can't be sick! I didn't put that in
this week's schedule!
How's that now? You work full-time and have 2 kids & are suddenly feeling better about your life? Glad I could help.