I am in a unique position right between old and new, literally.
Because of my surgeries, I have to avoid stairs for most of the day. Not a huge deal except for the fact that we live in a split level home. Bedrooms and bathrooms are upstairs, kitchen and living room in the middle and tv/playroom in the basement. This setup works great on normal days but for the past week, Calvin and I have pretty much stuck to the middle floor while Jerry takes Oscar downstairs to play.
As I sit in my “recovery room” waiting for various clearances from Doctors, I love just listening to Oscar play with Dada in the basement. It seems that Oscar’s vocabulary exploded while we were in the hospital. Probably because we weren’t there to finish his sentences, but whatever the reason he is a BIG boy now. And I just adore him.
He has made the transition beautifully and is the most gentle and loving big brother I know. Of course, Calvin hasn’t tried to knock down any of Oscar’s towers yet but we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.
With these big boy sounds booming from the basement, I am also surrounded by new things. Calvin in his swing, grunting and deciding if he wants to wake up and eat or just go back to sleep for a while longer. He is leaner than Oscar was. Where Oscar was our Butterball Turkey, Calvin is more of a Honey Baked Ham 🙂 They were the same length at birth and even though Calvin was only one pound lighter, he just seems so much smaller than Oscar ever did. Of course I also have 2.5 year old Oscar to compare him to, so both of their sizes are at extremes.
The first week is behind us and it seems that our little family of four is going to be just fine. Our village is rallying around us and walking us through. By the end of this week, I should be free of all external signs of surgery and I think that will mentally free me up as well. We are going slow. And honestly, slow isn’t so bad.
Slow helps us take in these all too fleeting moments.
Slow is stopping to take just a couple more pictures.
Slow is remembering to say thank you.
Slow is bringing healing.
Slow is letting that 2nd cup of coffee last until lunch time.
Slow is listening.
Slow is what we need.