I've been a dad for 469 days and I'm very happy about it. It's amazing to see so many steps taken by an expectant human in such a short time. My son is now going to kindergarten and is walking longer and longer distances. He laughs, whines, grins, growls and makes us happy parents every day anew.
Unfortunately, our happiness didn't start so positively. On the contrary, the start was very nerve-wracking and difficult to cope with. One day before the unplanned birth, my wife and I went to the gynecologist. She asked us to call the hospital immediately. We didn't take it too seriously because we'd been through this before. We thought it was just to make sure that my wife and our child were okay. So we went to the hospital and gave tests and samples. We then went home again and were told that someone would be in touch if anything was wrong. As I wrote, we already knew that and didn't expect it. Unfortunately, the call came and we went to the hospital.
From then on it went back and forth, I'll leave out the details here, but in any case, a day later we were given an earlier and earlier due date. And in the evening the time had suddenly come. My wife's blood pressure was so bad that our child had to be delivered. He wasn't ready, he came into the world about a month early and seeing and feeling him was indescribable. In the room after the delivery room, I waited longer than previously described for my wife and when she finally arrived, she wasn't doing so well and wasn't really getting any better. But because she was stable, we went to a room and I had to go home. The next day I wanted to prepare our home and get things together and then go to the hospital. But I had to go first, my wife's values didn't improve and then she was admitted to the intensive care unit and I was alone with our son in a room. There we had to learn to live together as a couple and completely unprepared. I had to try to look after him, feed him and find sleep in between. Every little movement he made woke me up. This was particularly impressive as I normally sleep deeply when I'm tired, but my body switched over here.
This went on from day to day and in between we kept going back to the intensive care unit, hoping that my wife would get better soon and that we could really get started with our little family. But that didn't work and it was very critical. After a week she was able to go to our room and a day later we went home. But my wife still had to take a lot of different pills for a long time. Fortunately, she has almost completely recovered today, but unfortunately this was not foreseeable at the time. It was a terrible time that I wouldn't wish on anyone.
We've been parents for 469 days now and are looking forward to every day with him. <3
Proud papa
