(Today was the day.
Gus came home from the hospital.
The nurses at the hospital are great. The teach you and
hover about you to make sure you know what you are doing. Today, they taught me how to give Gus a
bath. Or at least tried. I am not sure I am as adept with bathing my
son as I would like, but I am sure that I will have years of practice. Wash the
hair, clean the ears, the nose, the stump, oil up the body, keep him warm. They were trying to teach me “the
technique.” If nothing else, I got some
info and we all got a good laugh.
Before we left the hospital, Gus was able to meet Nad for
the first time. Since he was born on
Wednesday, Nad hasn’t been able to see him.
I had shown her pictures, and I think we both wanted her to meet
him. It was a short, but important
moment for me. It was Nad’s discharge
day too and she had her kids there. We
took some pictures and shared a moment or two and then it was time to go.
The responsibility I felt leaving the hospital was
overwhelming. Today, it was real. Today, I am no longer on my own. Today, I felt responsibility far greater than
imagined. Gus and I are a family. We
will face the world together.
(written on Nov 29)
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