One down, 87098275 to go...

My first day of residency and my first night of call are over. I'm glad I got it over with, and I'm glad I'm still in one piece. It wasn't bad, except for the last stat C-section we got called to go to this morning at 7 am... the baby came out limp, not breathing, not crying... covered in meconium (baby poop). It was not fun... for reasons I may expound upon at a later time. But right now... I just want to sleep and dream of pretty flowers, sunshine, brilliant stars and if my mind wants to throw in a cute boy, then that's fine too. Peace out from Hotlanta.