The diary of Dad, part 3

Take me home

My baby just a few days old, laying in his hospital bed waiting to go home

The weather has never been a friend of mine. Each major event in my life has been met with with catastrophic natural conditions as though the God of weather is playing a lifelong practical joke on me.

Thunder clashed as I said my Wedding vowels, our honeymoon was spent locked in a hotel room to protect us from a hurricane and our first ‘Summer’ holiday as a family was spent trapped in a house in Sunny Spain to avoid the flooding.

It came as no surprise that rain clattered down as I loaded up the car with all of our hospital bags and prepared to finally get our little man to his new home.

Sarah was fixed. Robbie was healthy. Dad was sleepy. The two days since his birth had been frustrating, culminating in the ultimate frustration of a photographer wanting to picture of disheveled and pain ridden faces from every angle whilst we suffered.

When I returned to our little private room in the hospital (we had been upgraded due to our long stay, a bit like a customer reward scheme,) three sad faces looked back at me. I knew bad news was coming as both Nans and Mum stared back. “We’ve found a worrying mark on his shoulder, we can’t go home until it’s checked.” Looked like our hospital holiday was not over yet.

Dad and baby newborn baby fast asleep next to each other in the hospital

Another hour passed as we all worked ourselves in to a frenzy as to what this mark could mean. Is our beautiful baby ok? Could it be a major problem? Is he ill? Was it our fault? The birth had not been ideal and as we all furiously searched google looking at the worst possible scenarios the doctor returned.

“He’s going to need an x-ray.” The world around me began to collapse again. The excitement of finally getting Robbie home had now turned sharply to fear of wellbeing and sadness that we would not be getting out of this hospital ever again.

At this point it is only fair to say that the staff here were amazing. Having expected at least another night before the X-ray could take place Robbie was taken in within half an hour. I’m still unsure whether it was the hospital’s sympathy for our situation or the undoubtedly horrendous stench that must have been coming from our room having spent far longer at the resort than we had planned for.

The x-ray was a moment in my life that I will never forget, despite the fact that I was not there to see it. Only one parent was allowed in the room and I was left to sit out in the corridor. I was in tears had something in my eye, as I sat there listening to Robbie screaming and powerless to help or comfort him.

Back into the torrential rain that has always followed me, but this time triumphantly holding my Son in my arms. We were free and the time had come to get home and start our lives together as a family. I was Dad.

Fortunately for us all the results came back fast. Robbie had suffered a broken Clavical (Collarbone) on his dramatic entrance to the world but nothing more serious. He would heal up in no time time with a couple of light therapy sessions and we were free to leave. We almost sprinted out of that hospital. 6 days of pain, exhaustion, setbacks, overwhelming joy and disgusting bodily fluids were over.

Thanks for reading! More posts are on their way, but if you would like to catch up on the ‘diary of Dad’ story, check out the links below. Oh… And don’t forget to like and share my story. Dad.

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11 responses to “The diary of Dad, part 3”

  1. Oh Steve. So you. Really made me chuckle 🤭 the weather has never been your friend. I’m sure you had something in your eye 😏 can’t wait for the next instalment I’m hooked

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  2. A heartfelt description of the worry that robbie will cause his dad for decades to come

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  3. Comments from a new father is great and how he feels because everyone always asks how mum is and how she is feeling . Good read – look forward to the next chapter

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  4. Another great read. Sorry to hear about what you went through. You must have been out of your mind with worry. Can’t wait for part 4 to hopefully read that you went home ❤️

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  5. Those were hard times, well put.
    What a beautiful child he is, can’t wait to read what you say next lol

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  6. Congratulations on your beautiful baby!! Glad all is well and you can finally be back in a familiar and comfortable environment. I had a traumatizing stay at the hospital when I gave birth to my first, not fun. Rest up and enjoy loving on your son!

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  7. A hurricane and a flood, that is some bad luck you have. Glad to hear your new edition to the family didn’t have anything more serious than a collar bone injury. I hope he healed quickly

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  8. Congratulations to you and your family! I’m happy to hear your baby is doing well. This was such a beautifully written post, I’m looking forward to reading more! Thanks for sharing!

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