I'm not perceptive at all when it comes to movies. I can't look ahead and think who the bad guy is or how the movie will end. So when I sat down to watch "Remember Me," I had no idea what the movie was really about. I feel so duped! So led on. Now, okay, the acting isn't superb but the idea and premise, looking back now, is good. A good look at regular life. Looking back, it's not pretentious, it's trying to examine everyday life before. . . well. I won't spoil it for you. You can go look it up and/or watch the movie.

Perhaps you're wondering how I had time to sit down and watch a movie today. Well, Emma and I sat on the couch and nursed and slept off and on. It was magical. Which brings me to my next topic. I love breastfeeding. I love Emma. I love providing for her and I love it even more when I feed her enough that she falls asleep deeply and is able to rest. Last week was rough but I think Emma was either trying to fight off a little infection or reacting to the vaccines with some fussiness. The last two nights, she has slept from 10pm-6am non-stop.

Which brings me to my next topic. I didn't plan on co-sleeping . . . and I wouldn't really call that what I'm doing because I know there's more theory and idea to it than just placing your child in bed with you. But that's what I've been doing because she just sleeps so much better with this. Almost immediately, if she is a little fussy going down for a nap, my laying next to her and her hearing my even breath close to her, she calms down and is able to rest. I know I can put her in the pack 'n play and she may sleep there but there's also more of a possibility that she wakes up more often. Even with the swaddle me blanket, she kicks and awakens, maybe gets cold. . . realizes I'm not there. . . I have no idea. She just sleeps better in the bed. We'll move away from it eventually but Adam and I have talked and we know it's just temporary and are okay with it for now. It seems that things easily change every week so I could be saying differently next week. Who knows?

I took my first PTO day on Saturday from work. I want to do this at least once a month so that I have a weekend day with my hubby and family. I started the day with yoga with one of the best instructors I've had, Joseph (www.yogastylefitness.com) He's so not overly yogi or super concerned with you getting the pose right. He's more about flow and strength and personal experience. I love that. This is the first time for me doing yoga in a year and ooohhh my god, I was soooo sore afterward. I could barely lift my arms. I swam on Friday, too, so I know that didn't help. Having to carry around a 10+ pound baby doesn't help either! It feels good to feel strong again, though. Adam wanted to either go riding or shooting. We haven't gone shooting in a year because it's not recommended when you are pregnant. The loud noise reverberates in the womb and can damage the baby's hearing. Interesting, no? So we went shooting and I started out shooting the hand guns and then switched to riffle. Nope. Couldn't do it. I was that sore from yoga. I couldn't lift the guns for very long. I watched Adam for the last part and the we went to lunch.

You want more? Oh, I've got more. Sunday, I got to look like the bad-ass nurse. I caught something big regarding a patient. You remember that perception problem I have with movies? Well, I think I'm really good at assessing the situation with a patient. Things can quickly chage in ICU and you always have to be on guard. I'm glad that I have that talent. I love remembering to be the patient's advocate. I know that's a common idea in nursing but it's not always carried out. Most days we just go through the motions, you know? It's nice to just step back and remember why you're there and not worry about looking dumb or embarrassing a doc or fellow nurse or angering a family member. . .or doc .. .or fellow nurse. haha. Sunday was just refreshing for me. Even though it was busy, I wish I had more days like it.