Saturday, 16 June 2012

Father's Day

Skittle has an amazing Daddy. He loves us both so much. We are outrageously blessed to have him in our lives. He has been a pillar of strength and calm in what has been a really turbulent couple of years. 

I don't really know what happened on the day Skittle arrived but his Daddy does. As a paramedic he probably knew far too much actually. 

I know that the day before, he called an ambulance.

I know my only clear memory of that day is of him speaking loudly into the radio of his colleague over the sound of the siren.

I know he had to leave me at the hospital because they wouldn't treat me without my maternity notes.

I know he had to watch swarms of Drs and specialists try to decide whether or not to deliver.

I know he had to call my Dad.

I know he had to wait.

And wait.

And wait.

And then choose between which ITU to visit and go between us both many, many times.

Skittle has an amazing Daddy who carefully cared for him for at least a fortnight before I could even stand up. Daddy was the first one to change his nappy and the first one to give him a bath.

He would sit next to him for hours and make the 1 hr and 20 minute round trip up to 3 times a day.

Tomorrow Skittle and I will make him breakfast in bed and thank him for all he has done so far. Over the years Skittle will come to see that his Daddy is a hero.

1 comment:

  1. Simply beautiful.

    Don't forget you're every bit the hero too. It is so easy to see the amazing traits in our nearest and dearest and shrug off our own part. He DOES sound pretty special though!