My mother had been surfing the web, looking for information on thyroid cancer. She came across this blog. Heather, the woman who writes A Mama's Blog, went through thyroid cancer several years ago. Her blog is full of useful information, including how helpful it is to have someone stay overnight with you in the hospital. Brilliant! It never occurred to me, but what a good idea. My mother thought so too.
'So,' she said, 'your husband can stay overnight with you then, and I'll stay home with the kids.' 'No. That won't work. The girl has never spent the night without us there and she's nursing. It will be hard enough without me there- it will be worse without both of us. He'll need to be home with the kids.' My mother seemed reluctant, but agreed to stay at the hospital with me. Not sure what the reluctance was about, and I didn't bother asking. I'm pretty sure that she was worried I was going to be in terrible shape, that she would need to do more work than she was actually prepared to do.
Alecia called me the next day. She said that she had been wanting to help me in some way, but was unsure how. 'But I think I know now. I want to stay with you at the hospital overnight.' Crazy, I told her, because I had *just* had this conversation with my mom the day before. Yes, of course, I would love for her to stay with me. My mom was pretty thrilled too.