I have learnt to hate this day. The sun is shining, the temperature is in an unusually high low 70's and San Franciscans are leaving their houses to vote and celebrate the Giants victory from last night. Nothing seemingly bad about this day. But it is Finn's yearly heart ultra sound and I can never seem to sleep or relax until it is over. It doesn't matter that on a rational level I know that everything will be fine. It's not a complicated or unusal defect. Nothing will have changed for the worse, of course.
But there is always the "What if?".
And I hate the "What if?".
With high risk of sounding sentimental, all parents know how incredibly vulnerable our children are to us. During pregnancy we develop a protective instinct that, to the child on an average day, can be annoying at best, all-consuming at its worse. But it is there, and it makes us parents invincible. There is nothing you wouldn't do - literally nothing you wouldn't do - to protect your child.
And so, building up to this appointment, I notice myself go a little softer on my son during his testing moments. I give him a little more leeway, have a little more patience than on an average day. I give him more hugs, and tell him that I love him more often than i usually do. Just in case. Just in case today is different from other days.
I do what I should do every day, regardless of the "What if?".

4 comments:
Å vad fint skrivet! ch så sant så sant. Visst ä det så att vi inte ens vill snudda vid tanken på att ngt ont kan hända våra älsklingar. Så är det. Ändå påminns man som sagt om man måste gå igenom sådana här saker som ni måste. Jag hoppas innerligt att det hela gick bra idag! För er båda.
Kramar!!!
did you like liar's club? and did you read 'lit'? (and did I ask you this before??)
Lotta K
Saltis - tack så mycket! Vi är på väg om några timmar, det blir glass och kaffe efteråt:)
Kram
Lotta: you haven't asked:) Cherry and Lit is on my wish list. I didn't find the Liars Club an easy read, not because of the subject, but because of her way of relaying a story. I found the language and narrative too dense at times, even from a memoir perspective, there were too many details, too much second by second recounts, but I guess that must have been the purpose of her writing the story in the first place, as therapy.
Oh, dear, I could go on - have you read it? What did you think?
I loved it! I think I just liked all the things you list... a matter of taste, I'm sure. I'm not sure she wrote it as 'therapy', but I do think her background as a poet explains some of the stylistic choices. like the density you talk about.
Lit was a difficult read too... but a beautiful book.
hoppas allt gick bra hos doktorn. jag oroar mig bara för mig själv varje år, vet inte hur man klarar oro för sitt barn...
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