I start work tomorrow as a midwife on the postnatal ward at Epworth Freemasons' Hospital, East Melbourne. Our alarum is set for 5am. FIVE AM! Good grief! I'm scary to encounter at 5am. I don't think the alarum will sound. I'll awaken at 8 or 9, and be super late. How does anybody awaken at 5am? And the day after that, too! And the day after that!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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Secret said…
i do hope that will be your uniform. i'm sure the mothers-to-be would appreciate it. ;)
Mon. Jan. 04, 05:39:00 am AEDT
Jenny said…
Good luck with the 5am wake-up!!

PS: My blog address changed due to some stuff ups. It is now www.4chooks.com
Mon. Jan. 04, 08:16:00 am AEDT
baker st jones said…
more likely u will wake at 3am and 4am wondering if it is 5am yet...!?

hope it goes well

a

xxxxx
Mon. Jan. 04, 09:21:00 am AEDT
Kristine said…
I didn't know you're a midwife! I'm not, but being a breastfeeding consultant AND having 4 babies in 3 different countries AND having spent 4 months on bedrest surrounded by midwives, AND helped delivering my friend's baby, I feel I know a lot about it. :-)
Good luck with your job! (and the getting up at 5AM...)
Fri. Jan. 08, 01:16:00 am AEDT
martin said…
how was your first day?? and the other days so far????????
first weeks are always the worst..... at least for me.... :-)
I think of you!!!!!
love caro.
Fri. Jan. 08, 07:51:00 am AEDT
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