No Need To Worry

While none have expressed it directly, I can only imagine the concern you have about my comfort here in the hospital. Please rest your weary heads, as I've made due with the little which has been given to me. I've settled in on a nice pull out chair which looks just like those fancy beds featured in British Airways ads for transatlantic flights. I had forgotten after Finn's birth how much I love this cosmopolitan feature.

I do admit that all the nurses, none of whom look like the flight attendants of my mind's eye and lack a lilting British accent, have made it difficult to maintain my mental narrative of my flight to our sheep ranch in New Zealand (you remember the red barn in the meadow from our Christmas card photo last year, right? I was seated on the hood our our vintage Land Rover, and Molly and I were having a good hearted laugh over a glass of Cab from our vineyard).

I did get to sleep through the night, but I do see on the whiteboard references to many night feedings. I do hope those went well. Cecilia seems happy and warm and I will take some pictures today. Molly is being very hospitable to all the nurses and other people coming into our room. She often apologizes for my "nesting" so I think I need to get up and do something around the room; maybe something with the baby.

My phone is dead, so sadly I've not checked email (let the record show that Molly predicted this when I passed on grabbing the charger on our way out the door.) In the interim, please feel free to leave me messages on Eagleaction.com. I post under the name MattRyanholdsmyheartlikeababydove@.

Warm regards to all!