I have survived my first night shift. 7pm-7am. I am not going to lie, it was definitely NOT easy, but not as bad as I had imagined. It doesn't help that all the patient rooms are dark [to help the babies relax and fall asleep]... but when you work over night in a dark room, holding a tiny baby that barely fits in your arms in a rocking chair, swinging back and forth... you're just begging to fall asleep; It's not what I'd like to call an adrenaline rush.... but there's something about night shifts on the NICU that I just love. I haven't figured it out yet but everything on the unit just fascinates me. I am so glad that this has been everything I wanted and more, and I know it will only continue to exceedingly surpass my expectations.
At night, everything is [generally] quiet - you get accustomed to all the monitors & IV pumps going off; the alarms and beeping almost become rhythmic background noise - its like a little secret dream land tucked away for tiny sick babies who need to sleep and just need to get better.
Neonatal nursing is definitely where I am supposed to be.
Because I am in love.
Maybe I'm still in the honeymoon stage because I'm still a "noob"... Regardless,
L.O.V.E, love.
It's weird because I Can't remember that last time I felt so passionate about something... It honestly feels SO GOOD to know that you have found yourself in a place doing something you LOVE; something that challenges, inspires and drives you... It's as if going to school for the past 15 years of my life and over 30Gs of student debt was worth it because I'm finally here. (I just need to find a hospital to hire me)
Can't wait to see the rest of you guys here with me, because it feels AMAZING.
