Night Float means...

In our world, night float is actually a pretty magical time.  Especially because this month I already knew I was pregnant AND I wasn't vomiting every half hour.  Normally, our program does night float in a 3-month block during 3rd year, but because of a bunch of scheduling issues we're doing ours during 2nd year in 3, 1-month blocks.  Theoretically, Scott will go back on night float in June, which will coincide with the baby coming.  So instead of freaking out that Wyatt will wake Scott up in the middle of the night, I can just take care of him and not worry.  I'm actually really optimistic about the whole situation.  Plus, it'll make next year a lot less frustrating.  So here's what night float means in our house...


Night float means that:

• It's perfectly acceptable to change into sweatpants/yoga pants/comfy pants at 5:00pm ... even if I only changed out of the previous days' sweatpants/yoga pants/comfy pants at 1:00pm
• I feel like I'm not parenting by myself because he's home when the kids are disasters AND angels
• No one can judge me for baking brownies before I start cooking dinner
• Scott is able to get SCOTT time and work on his hobbies... that I in no way benefit from or encourage because of said benefits
• I've managed to embroider an entire table runner, start to finish, sewing only after I put the kids to bed
• Matilda ends up watching a movie almost every night because it's time to start getting Bruce ready for bed and frankly, I can't risk her being all hyper and keeping him awake
• Laundry ceases to be a priority because Scott's home and I'm going to take advantage of having another adult around to hang out with, dammit!  As luck would have it, I still really like the guy :)
• Nap time is quickly drowned out by the sounds of a table saw, router, and sander.
• I get to see Scott's cute face in the daylight, which hasn't happened since October
• The whole house smells like wood stain and varnish because your husband had time to make a safe TV stand (and it looks amazing!)
• I'm able to stay current on all of her pathetic reality-TV and watch the entire Army Wives series on Amazon Prime [if you haven't seen it, you really should]
• Hoss begins to feel entitled to some of this "extra" Scott time
• Sometimes I get to run errands with just ONE kid ::happy dance::
• Weekends actually feel like weekends
• The kids get huge blocks of time with an awake, alert, and happy dad.  Bruce will make Scott play catch for hours and Matilda gets to have him play in her Purple Princess Room all day
• On the rare occasion that we had snow, dad was there to play in it and pull the kids on their sled
• I actually get to take the naps I desperately want and need without worrying about the kids attacking me in my sleep... or dying and whatnot
• Scott and I have conversations and he actually remembers what we talked about and decided
• When my parents come out for a quick visit they actually get to see Scott.  And spend time with him!
• I can make a dessert and not worry about having to share it with Scott.  Or even disclose that I had made something.  [And if you're reading this Scott, I never actually did, I'm just saying I could have]
• and most importantly... I GET THE BED ALL TO MYSELF AT NIGHT!  Seriously.  Is there anything better than being 6 months pregnant and being able to stretch out and take advantage of having the entire queen-sized bed to yourself?  I think not.