I must not panic

So University life is near enough over for the time being, which means entering into the labour ward...

The fact that everyone says it will all be fine doesn't really make it any easier, plus having to
get out of bed a 5:30am in the morning doesn't help.
At the minute I would call my preparation for labour ward as panic revision, we've been given a session on newborn resuscitation and a bit around the stages of labour but the rest is still a bit of a blur to me! There's lots of ends that need tying and things that need doing, Thankfully I only have 3 12.5 hour shifts next week which means 4 days off :)

On the brighter side, my plant has decided to go crazy and give me some very pretty purple flowers which is nice, however my little tree isn't looking so fantastic. Not sure what I've done to upset it but it's definitely not happy.

The other day I was thinking that I'm going to have to start taking some things home with me because there is so much crap building up here that I won't be able to get it home all in one go. This is a job I am not looking forward to because it will mean that I will have to have a clear out, which is my least favourite thing to do.