In the Beginning – Part Ten
Here is an email I received from YaYa Jen’s mom who held Aidan when I couldn’t. It should serve as a reminder that asking for help is really about giving someone an opportunity to be part of your life and that’s always the right thing to do:
I had the best day yesterday with your handsome son Aidan. Thank you so much for allowing me to be able to go and sit and hold him. He slept most of the afternoon. He had physical therapy in the morning. However, he was awake around 4pm for about an hour and a half. We played. He stretched his arms and we did some “Yea Aidan” cheers. I was told that a volunteer had been holding him for an hour or so in the morning. He does not lack for attention and loving. I will continue to plan to spend the better part of my Tuesdays with Aidan in Boston for as long as needed. I am honored to be able to hold and love your bundle of joy.
And from another family friend to my sister:
Your mom and I visited Aidan on Monday. What a beautiful little ET! (I called him ET because of the O2 sensor on his hand. It gives him a red finger, the “ET phone home” finger, and of course he was wrinkly and bald.) He was moving his little arms and legs. He woke up (what beautiful baby blues) and I swear he smiled. How can this little guy confound everyone? I think about H+G and Liam so often and now that I’ve met the famous Aidan I think about them even more.
*This is the story of Aidan’s first few months. It starts here. My present day thoughts are in bold.