Day 45:
Just another day in paradise with you, Conor... You spent the day in my lap while I worked away on, well, whatever it was I was working on! The morning started out with a roar. At around 5:00am you were awake because it was just simply time to eat, but moments after I walked you into the nursery we saw torrential downpours... The kind of storms you would see in May and June. High winds, thunder, lightning, driving rain... The works. We stood in the window watching the sky lighten from dark and fierce to a faint morning blue while the rain poured down and the thunder cracked. In my mind, I playfully thought it was the Gods beckoning the Lion Heart, and the only thing between you and them, was me. And I felt both empowered and blessed...
Corny? Maybe... But I thought it none the less... And I thought it justified considering it's the only place you could've come from... At least for me.
Your Mom-Mom, my Mom, is here for the weekend. She's a typical Grandmother, Son. Typical in the sense that she, like me, thinks you're as beautiful as anything she's ever seen. Doting on you and loving you and just so, so proud... As we all are, Son. Conor an Chroí Lion... Conor the Lion Heart.
Rather than go on and on about how everybody feels about you, how about I just post some pictures... Starting with the picture from your visit with Dr. Lashgari and Dr. Elliott yesterday.
Love you, Boy'O.
-Dad
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