Sometimes it is easy to get upset by changes in routine.  Expectations were set.  Schedules put into place.  Then something happens to throw a wrench in the system and I want to throw my hands up in surrender.  Yesterday, around 4:30 in the afternoon David called to say he didn't realize it was his night to be on call.  I felt so bad for him, because being at the hospital all night is definitely something he has to gear up for.  I also started feeling bad for myself.  Now the evening was shot.  He wouldn't be home.  It just messed up the mental picture I had put in my head for the evening. 

Well, instead of moping about it I just decided to embrace the new plan.  We had simple omelets for dinner followed by a late night watching The Princess Bride and eating Parmesan-rosemary popcorn.  It turned out to be such a fun, relaxed evening with just my girls.  Before I went to sleep I thought to myself that I could have easily missed this moment if I had allowed myself to get pulled down by circumstances.  It really is all about having perspective.