tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post808460769744397874..comments2024-02-16T19:50:32.317-05:00Comments on Lynda Grace An Hour Away: Certain of the Uncertaintylyndagracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-29357816540098944892012-04-12T07:34:55.956-04:002012-04-12T07:34:55.956-04:00As always, Lynda, I appreciate your thoughtful pos...As always, Lynda, I appreciate your thoughtful post. It may well inspire a post of my own. You really got me when you wrote about the pediatrician's response to the fever in the one month old daughter. Sonny Boy was only five days old but he did not eat, was asleep ALL the time (and I do mean all the time), and had pretty much stopped any bathroom function. Even my relatively newcomer status as a parent told me something was wrong here. I called the hospital helpline for new parents and the urgency in the referring voice terrified me. Her response was. "This is urgent. He needs to me seen immediately". Talk about scared and what an intro to the depth of connection to the baby. Both RR (his dad) and I cried on the way to the hospital with our fear of losing him. The doctor examined Sonny Boy carefully and was coming up blank. He then started asking questions about the delivery and I allowed as to how it had been very rough. I was still taking pain meds - demerol - OMG! The doctor's face lit up big time - stop with the demerol and the baby will wake up. and what do you know? he did! btw, he remained a very happy little guy. Only once in his first year did he cry for a long period of time when I couldn't figure out what the issue was. Happy boy. sebtown294noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078324787471983933.post-12174965253832946172012-04-12T07:34:51.075-04:002012-04-12T07:34:51.075-04:00Beautiful pictures as always--and hopeful, too, al...Beautiful pictures as always--and hopeful, too, all those young 'uns wondering around. I think you can absolutely be forgiven for having some terror and discomfort when it comes to uncertainty. I think we all get a little less comfortable with life's uncertainties as we grow older, knowing that the stakes get higher as we become parents and as we see how vulnerable we and those we love can actually be.masked_momnoreply@blogger.com