Tonight, tonight it has to be tonight, or maybe tomorrow sometime

Yes life goes on. I married off my baby, and I have had a wonderful trip across the ocean with my oldest daughter and her family and now I'm steadfastly back at work. Hmm, I think there is a pattern here. Yes, I'm on call this weekend and I have an induction. Yes, I have admitted someone to the hospital to make the baby come out prior to the time her body plans an eviction. I still am ambivalent about this, but also don't like cesarean deliveries when we could have done it vaginally - so here we are!!! I wish I was home with my honey, playing Wii Batman & Robin, but no, I'm being with woman and sitting around the hospital waiting for the pitocin to take effect. I gave some thought to going home, but realize that if I do that I could miss the delivery (especially if I didn't get updated in a timely manner by the nurse) and that would never do. More and more I think about a job with regular hours, and no call time and no crazy charting, but I haven't come up with anything that would challenge me and pay me both with money and adrenaline so for now I'm sticking with what I already do. I'm only on call every other weekend, I get a great high every time I do a nice birth, and I am financially compensated well enough to allow me to live in the style to which I have become accustomed. Probably not reason to rock the boat.