So I’ve been in the Nursery for the past cruise (ie. wearing my Blues) and will be there until January 22, when I will go running back to the Club in my Yellows filled with joyous rapture. Yes. Joyous rapture. Don’t get me wrong, I like the Nursery, but I get very bored. It’s a different pace in there. There are so many things to think about and do. It’s a different system that’s slower but still hectic and stressful like the Club. Instead of worrying about lost fairy wands or who’s turn it is on the iTable I’m focused on diaper changes and how to make everyone stop crying. I also spend a lot of time recording how long babies have napped, what they ate, when they had their diaper changed, what was in the diaper, and which bag belongs to which baby. I also spend a lot of time cuddling, rocking, and humming... it’s nice, but I miss the “action” of the Club. I also need to be honest and say that I miss the programs and my fellow Clubbies! :)
However, here are some things I’ve learned in the past few days...
1: Finding Nemo is magical. I don’t know what it is, but we can have a room full of crying toddlers and babies and they will all go silent when Finding Nemo comes on. I’ve watched it roughly 45 times in the last four days. I still love that movie, simply for the silence it brings to the Nursery... and Dory speaking whale.
2: Some parents are terrible. So terrible in fact, I have to bite my tongue so nasty things don’t come flying out of my mouth when I see them. To the “parents” who left their baby with us for NINE HOURS and only packed ONE diaper and ONE bottle... you should be ashamed of yourselves. All I’m saying.
3. The most precious thing in the world is the sound of baby/toddler giggles.
4. I don’t know what parents are feeding their babies nowadays, but whatever it is creates the foulest, most gag-inducing diapers known to man. Potty train asap, people! A.S.A.P.
5. I like the blue shirts we wear in Nursery, until every baby stain known to man shows up on them. You look like you’ve been in a food fight when you walk back to your room at the end of a shift.
In other, non-Nursery related news, I am so starved for American Music that when a Britany Spears song came on in the Crew Bar the other night I ran from my seat to the dance floor. I sang all the words (it was Baby, One More Time) and danced like there was no tomorrow. Best thing? I was joined by every other American in the bar. It’s the little things in life we bond over, ya know? My brain may actually implode on itself when I go out with friends for the first time when I come home. Hearing music other than the Techno/House crap I’ve been subjected to since November may give me an aneurism.
My love for all things Kentucky and UK related has grown to astronomical levels. I’ve taken to shouting with glee whenever I see a guest in a Kentucky shirt. I stop what I’m doing, shout “Go Cats!”, give them a high five, and tell them I’m from Lexington and I that I graduated from UK. One family took a picture with me. Another started the C-A-T-S Cheer. One old man, who was actually in Wal-Mart, not on the ship, told me I was raised right. My goal now is to get a picture of Mickey, Minnie, Goofy, and Donald spelling CATS. Pluto will be holding a sign that says “GO” and Chip and Dale will have blue and white pompoms. I think I can make this happen... it will be the most epic picture ever. Keep your eyes peeled for this epicness! :)
My travel plans for my break are being formed. I am SO excited, it’s unreal. Details to come!
Speaking of travel... I come home in 58 days!!! (Not that I’m counting or anything.... or that I made a calendar and mark off the days until March 9....)
Au revior! Auf Wiedersehen! Goodbye!
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