Everyone looked at me funny when I walked into school today.
They seemed to think that I should have stayed at the hospital with Judi as opposed to coming in to teach. Last night, Judi and I talked about this very issue, and we came to the conclusion that there really isn’t much for me to do at the hospital, so I came in.
You see, life goes on. There is laundry to fold, dishes to wash and three other kids to take care of. Plus, it’s not like there’s much for me to do at the hospital, anyway. Judi is working the phones, announcing the news and preparing for the *bris*, finding a caterer, etc… I spent most of yesterday closing the door of her room when people left and answering the phone so she could rest. By this morning, she was rested, so she didn’t need me anymore.
As a matter of fact, her staying at the hospital is a sort of vacation. They cook for her, wash the dishes, change her sheets… they even take care of the baby when she is in pain or too tired. So here I am, working today, while she sits at the hospital eating bon-bons and watching her soaps. 😉