So I mentioned before that the early weeks of parenthood were an emotional rollercoaster (if the cliché fits…) and I thought we were just coming to terms with the situation. The emotional extremes began to flatten out a little and I felt relatively calm, even when my daughter became unsettled or distressed, and was usually able to problem solve a way through challenges as they came up, without losing my composure. And then she got sick for the first time. Wow. What an awful experience. And she didn’t like it much either. My brave little girl wasn’t happy, but in truth probably handled the situation better than either of her parents.
The good news was that it was just a cold of some sort, so we were spared a visit to the doctors, making do with a trip to the chemist and coming home with a car load of medical supplies. In another bit of good news, it doesn’t appear that you can break a thermometer through overuse (at least that is what our experiences seemed to suggest), as we fearfully checked her temperature time after time. Eventually the cold passed and life went back to ‘normal.’ But the memory of the intense anxiety and powerlessness remains and I already dread the next time it happens. But I know it will so rather than worry about what I can’t control I make the most of every moment my baby is happy and healthy.
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Dad thoughtsI haven’t had much chance to write much over the last couple of weeks. This has largely been to do with the birth of my daughter, which has had a profound impact on my life. As a corollary of this, a fair amount of my thoughts and observations may shift to the new topic of parenthood. I’m not planning on stealing from Sonia Kruger’s playbook and use the phrase, “as a parent,’ to make claims with no factual basis, but parenthood is a complex and fascinating area so I will be making a few comments about my experience of it. Archives
October 2020
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