Hang in there little one!

I'm Listening to Art Blakey's "Moanin'". Lee Morgan is at this moment laying down this percussive trumpet solo. Art is in the back laying it down solid. AS close to the perfect example of what Bop is all about! Put this on. Then try not to move your head. Aint gonna happen.

So Things have been very busy as of late. Work has been insane and I have had to take on yet more. One of the members of our small 5-person team had to go on an early Maternity Leave. She was 6 months into her pregnancy when she was rushed to hospital and an emergency C-section performed. She now has a tiny 1lb, 13oz baby girl who they are attempting to give a shot at a full happy life. Here’s to ya little one. Hang in there!

Her husband sent pictures of the baby today. She (why do I keep typing ‘it’ and erasing… I hate referring to babies as ‘it’… they are PEOPLE!) is so fragile. Still looks like the ultra sounds of fetuses I’ve seen with the big eyes, nose and mouth. The baby looks like a tiny old person, with folds of skin on her arms. The pictures were sad to see, but, at the same time, the kid looked healthy, so it lifted my spirits towards the situation.

I feel guilty at work the past couple of weeks when I get stressed out at the increased load that I have had to take on as a result. Whatever inconvenience I am under, I know that her pain and worries are MUCH worse. I’ve heard that she is taking it quite badly and blaming herself. In truth, she is lucky as apparently she was on the verge of having a stroke when she was rushed in and had the surgery. It must be hard to suddenly have a child who you were expecting in three months. You leave all tat preparation until the last few months. I find it annoying when company shows up an hour early and finds you still in your pyjamas…anyway. Then I think of the child. Sounds like she is doing OK, but, when a baby is so premature, there is always the danger that things won’t go well. I hope they do. I can’t imagine trying to make it through a day not knowing if your baby will survive the night, let alone a week as my co-worker has.

Puts my stress levels into perspective.