It was beautiful to experience.
My dad would spend most of his time with baby Benjamin. He'd quietly slip in during shift changes to pass on reports.
I heard him talking about Benjamin's special glow. He whispered "there is just something about him. He is going to be great someday, maybe the next president."
They had recently removed my breathing tube and I whispered- "No, not president.."
Everyone looked at me and I whispered, "a father. Someday, he'll be a father."
My dad added, "He'll be a really great father."
I'm so grateful for great men and women.
My pain is becoming more manageable.
I walked the length of the hospital room.
I had a faulty drain fan that stopped working and opened my belly incision.
I grew compassion for the Thanksgiving turkey as I was unstuffed, restuffed, re-suctioned.
It's always a shame when the nurses show up AFTER the hard time to give pain meds...
(The answer to all prior inquiries about hair removal before a nominal surgery is-- wax everything off. Because it is a painful process.)
My MIL, my mom and my kids visited. I spoke with a few very helpful trauma/children therapist. Sometime I'll share what I llearned.
Have a great day-- Life is good!
(this is not a true family picture!! Ben is still in the NICU and lily is holding a doll.)