Why I've Missed My Bed

Sitting in the ER on a bum-numbing chair while putting oxygen on Liam and IV's pumped antibiotics into him.

Watching the little man sleep peacefully and thinking of doing the same until machines start beeping to let us know fluids are running low or heartrates can't be read (how do you tell a newborn to not kick his feet, even while sleeping?!)

Man, I wish I could sleep that comfortably in the hospital!

This was my "bed." A vinyl recliner that only reclined partway and had the most uncomfortable frame imaginable. And it was located right next to the IV pole that would beep every few minutes. What's REM, right?!

It was all worth it though as I looked into this cute face and continually saw him improve.

I half-joked with the nurses on the pediatric unit (which I mentioned in the previous post) that I hope I never have to see them again.

Unfortunately, I do. I left my cell phone charger in the room. Sigh.