So much has happened in the last 24 hours. It’s hard to know where to start. Perhaps with a bird’s eye view.
Mighty cute baby down below. Becky is making great progress.
Today’s big event was our getting to hold our precious little one for the first time. Sam and I sat in the NICU for four hours last night, hoping for a chance to hold her. But it is a complicated process to move her from her bed to our laps and it just wasn’t possible.
When the nurse takes an assessment, Becky needs to be totally calm. They are monitoring oxygen levels and blood pressures both in her upper and lower body. Even a slight deviation between the measurements would be cause for concern. Hence she needs to be very calm and not agitated in any way. She looks pretty chill here.
But this has been hard for us. Imagine receiving the greatest but most unexpected gift imaginable. And it is right before you on a shelf. Guarded with a DO NOT TOUCH sign. We have been looking at her and watching her. But, until today, we couldn’t hold her.
But then the moment came. Ladies first.
The nurse was amazed at how Becky’s vital signs improved as we held her. Well, of course they did. She knows her people.
All is going well at home. My sister is super aunt and Johnny is taking in a rocking show-and-tell item tomorrow. Kind friends have been feeding our family so they don’t have to break into the freezer full of food from my folks. We have enjoyed phone calls with family and Hangouts video sessions.
We even managed to attend Josephine’s Parent Teacher Conferences via Zoom from the NICU, which might have freaked out a couple teachers unaware of our family circumstances. Tonight, I spoke briefly with my older brother Dennis. I caught him on the golf course. I asked how his game was and he replied, “I missed my birdie put, hit my drive right, but I didn’t have a C-section. So I’m okay.”
A good perspective.