Just last night, after Avery’s bath, when he was walking around in his underpants and refusing to put on his pajamas (it’s a stage, very defiant, can you believe it was annoying to me just last week?) Tom said, “It’s really going to break my heart, seeing the scar.”
Then I told him about all the emails, and the love and support on the blog, and I sat him down in front of it and made him read. He had tears in his eyes by the end, but he said, “I feel better.”
The writer Anne Lamott says in one of her books (I forget which one, they’re all terrific) that there are really only two prayers, “please” and “thank you.”
So I’ve been saying the “thank you” prayer over and over, because I’m feeling so grateful for your love and support. (Of course I’ve been saying the “please” prayer all along too, as in “please let Avery be okay.”)
And I’ve learned so much from all of you! If you want to find out more about Congenital Heart Defects, this is an excellent site.
If you’re curious why we weren’t worried about the heart murmur, this explains it (it’s truly called an “innocent” heart murmur, who says scientists can’t be poets? Only in our case, I’d edit that, rename it to “ominous” heart murmur. But that’s just me.)
And here’s another site that explains the heart in terms of a house, which I love, because even I can understand it.
Okay! Back to my please-es and thank yous.