I return to work today after a week and a half off. While I will admit the part of my mind that deals with work-related issues is clear, I hardly return well rested.
Of course, this was to be expected, given that my wife gave birth to a baby a bit over a week ago. I expected to return, at some point late last week, with dim eyes and a headache from a crying baby. It's just sort of the way it is.
What I didn't foresee, though, was our return trip to the hospital. After getting baby Miles and Nicole home from the hospital, the new momma quickly began to feel ill.
Pain pills and heat didn't seem to help, so we finally broke down and returned to the hospital on Thursday morning.
I won't give you the details of my wife's illness, but suffice it to say that we remained in the hospital until nearly 9 p.m. Friday, returning home with Nicole healthy and comfortable.
So, only one week later, we were able to properly embark on our journey as new parents. Thank heavens for my wife's mom and sister, who took care of the baby and the house in the interim. I don't know what we would have done without them.
It's been a week and a half of "vacation" with a lot of adventure. The first adventure was wonderful and frightening. The second adventure was just plain frightening. I'd take the first one again, but perhaps not if it means reliving the second.
I can only say it's been enough adventure for me at this time. Thank God for my safe, boring desk at the Banner Graphic. Maybe I can start to feel like myself again ... only with a lot less sleep.