Let’s talk triage.
You know. What gets your attention first, out of the six things demanding it.
Whether it’s the baby, the phone, the overdue bill, the trash truck you can hear rumbling down the street as you calculate whether you can get your trash gathered up and out to the curb in the next 3 houses…. Triage.
In nursing school, I learned all about this concept. How to decide what’s most important, quickly and under pressure. As a nurse-midwife, I put it into action a million times – whoever was pushing got my full attention, and the mom in early labor got pushed to the back of the line.
I had no idea how handy this concept would be until I had my babies.
As new parents, we’re in a constant state of triage. There isn’t a moment when all our tasks are complete – they’re just in various states of triage. I’ll wash 4 out of those 10 bottles, until the baby poops up her back, and then I’ll clean her up until the oven timer goes off and I need to get that Trader Joe’s entree out.
Do you ever picture yourself on the set of the show “ER”? Don’t you think you’d make a great nurse?