Just thought I should post something to follow up my birthday. Had a fun day turning older and appreciate all of the pleasant greetings via the internet and other channels. This experience with Rudy has taught us to savor the simple things and I think that’s what I liked the most about my day, starting with the happy hugs from the kids as we stumbled around the house waking up. We made sure we had extra time so we could walk to school–a more common ritual from back in the days before Rudy came.
The office was fun–Trish snuck down with some cupcakes and the team along with most of the guys in the recovery program paraded into my office about 30 strong to sing “Happy Birthday”. Then Trish treated me to lunch out at one of our favorites (Shoreline), where you can sit just off the sand, look at the ocean and think of all kinds of reasons not to go back to work. Best perk was learning that Trish didn’t treat me after all–the waitress informed us that our bill “had been taken care of”. (dining in the same place as Terry Foil would appear to have favorable outcomes! Thanks, Terry!) It’s been a beautiful week and I usually find the kids out in the pool when I get home, so I enjoyed watching them have a good time before we had dinner and I got to open my presents. After 7 months of tag-team parenting, the simple fun of being altogether hasn’t faded yet.
My birthday fun continued today as, in addition to the other gifts, I had my eye out for a stand up paddle board (much better on the back than my kayak). Found a sweet deal on craigslist this morning and snatched it up on my way home. I couldn’t resist putting it in the pool with the kids and had fun even with the limited turning radius of a 12 ft board in an 18ft-wide pool. Got me hankering for the open ocean just 3 blocks from my office. My next challenge will be to keep the people at work from noticing how many “off-site appointments” I have on windless sunny days.
Deep down, I think Rudy enjoyed my birthday too. Since coming home from the hospital, he’s been very peaceful and seems to be progressively much more observant. It turns out he has facial expressions that don’t always include a furrowed brow. Quite often he has his eyes wide open and is looking around at all the new things there are to see. This morning, I put him in his bouncy chair down by the window so he could look up at the bird feeder and the roses in the back yard–a much more interesting view than the ceiling of his ICU room. He seemed really engaged with it.
Today’s accomplishment was getting a bunch of prescriptions filled. Funny how complex things like heart caths and OR procedures get done with very little effort on our part, but then what would seem to be a relatively straightforward prescription refill can take four trips to the pharmacy and multiple calls to insurance carriers. The upside is we now seem to have located a pharmacy with great service and awareness of Rudy’s needs. The down side is that I don’t always have a longshoreman nearby to translate some of the angry words my wife uses as they fall upon my chaste ears.
We realize that having Rudy home means we aren’t able to post as regularly. As some have commented that no news often makes them fear that something is amiss, I think it’s safer to assume the opposite. If an emergency arises, we tend to post quickly so that readers can be informed and pray. Otherwise, know that we’re just living out the fullness of life with Rudy at home. Having any newborn at home takes some attention and in Rudy’s case it’s safe to say there’s a bit more detail to attend to. Hopefully, we’ll give you more of a sense of that in future posts, but suffice it to say it’s so much better than having him in the hospital. One thing I do miss is the space for a bit more reflection that came in the hospital, so we were able to give more depth to so many of the feelings and thoughts. Probably made for better reading. Certainly made for better therapy. But thanks for your continued interest and prayers. If we look at the journey with Rudy thusfar, the one thing we can be certain of is that further twists and turns await, but right now it’s 11pm and I’m sitting in absolute quiet with him dozing in the crib next to me. There’s no beeping machines, we’re in our cozy house. This is what babies are supposed to do. Pretty cool.