All Better
To everyone who’s been asking, Cambell is feeling much better. Although I’d hate to jinx it, the pneumonia appears to be behind him now. All that praying paid off handsomely.
The little tike perked up all in one day. He had spent about a week acting lackadaisical and not entirely himself. This past weekend we got him back. His bright smile returned. He spent a full day running around the house doing something other than attempting to digest his latest trickle of snot. Sorry, sad but true.
While I’m counting my blessings, I should say that I’m grateful that Cam has inherited daddy’s sleeping habits when he’s sick. When I’m sick, I want nothing more than sleep. I’ll wake when it’s all over and I’m feeling better. Cam did his fair share of sleep over the past couple of weeks. More importantly, when he did sleep, he slept soundly. Our sleeplessness was more due to stress and a change of location — the wife and I slept on a futon matress in the baby’s room for several days — than a wide-eyed baby. That’s good for all three of us.
His return to health will do a lot for the cabin fever experienced by both the wife and I. Both of us spent time home from work in the last week due to grandmom the babysitter becoming ill — in what looks to be a not-so-unrelated occurrence — and we’re anxious see walls unlike those of our own. We also want to shop. A Very Important Purchase* is coming up and peering through the windows of the internet is no longer salving our appetite.
But we’re mostly happy just to have things get back to normal. Little things, like the good night hugs of tiny arms, are so much sweeter when you aren’t worrying about visiting the hospital.
* – I’ll get to this in a future post. Stay tuned.
