A stay-at-home-dad offers thoughts on the joys and sorrows, and everything in between, of fatherhood.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Grace Under Pressure

Baby spent several hours with friends of ours today while we went to a family funeral. When I got to see her again, it was if we’d been parted by time zones, if not oceans. I saw her through the window of her mom’s car, perched in her car seat with a big smile on her face. The moment I freed her, she stretched her arms toward me to give and receive a three-minute hug.

Her first molar has been working its way to the surface for several days now. I want to believe that if I could take the pain she is having to endure instead of her, I would. For the most part, she lives and enjoys life despite her discomfort (we give her what help we can), but every now and then a wave of pain grips her and she visibly reels for a moment or two.

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