As uncertain as the future is, there isn’t an opportunity missed to have a celebration of any sort of achievement. Tonight’s party was to mark Liam’s one month birthday, and family joined in the fun. Earlier, Ahna and I decorated the room and promptly received lots of looks from staff as they wandered by for the rest of the day – most of them with smiles attached (they are used to this sort of thing here). For the dessert, we took the ultra-trendy route of providing cupcakes – but that’s because it’s easier in the hospital, not because it’s trendier. Also, since any sort of open flame is roundly frowned upon in oxygen rich environments, an alternative was required. Tongue depressors and crayons to the rescue. Several group sing-a-longs later, we commenced some present opening (had one or two for Ezra too), and then some cupcake eating. It’s these sort of moments where a little bit of life begins to creep back in…then you eat a cupcake with your nurse. At the hospital. In the NICU.
January 19, 2011 by 16 Comments