Friday was my last day of work too. I was pretty sad that it went off so unceremoniously. I cared for my husband's grandparents for just about every moment for the past year and there were more downs than ups. I had to be the one in control and the one who figured out what to do for most of the situations. I was the one with the baby monitor every night and never really fell all the way asleep. I guess I just hoped that it got noticed, but not so much. To be fair, the grandpa was wonderful and he cried and hugged me. He and I had been through a lot together. There were times when his dementia was so severe he couldn't figure out how to go to the bathroom and times when his physical health was so bad everyone was sure he would die and I slept in a chair (even through the pregancy sickness) when he was in the hospital. I leave him coherent, well-nourished, clean and pretty much aware who all the major family members are. He and I know I did a good job and we really love each other. I'm happy that I'll get to be a fully there mom now.
Quitting this job also means that we had to move out, so now, even though I sit in a chaos of boxes, I'm pretty excited that I get to start a whole new 'nest' from scratch. I just hope this baby stays put until I've unpacked!