* Loud enough for two different nurses in neighbouring ICU units to come rushing in to his room at the Children’s Hospital one night to see what was going on. (His nappy was being changed.)
* Loud enough for Jase to hear him from outside when he pulls up in the driveway each night. (Arsenic hour.)
* And yes … (sometimes) loud enough for me to hear him crying without my processors on. Oh boy was I surprised to hear him hark up in the 20 seconds it took me to brush my hair this morning. I confess I stared at him in surprise for a few seconds while I matched the faint, cute little cry in my head with the bright red, wide-mouthed, writhing little baby in his cot before I hurriedly put my processors back on and picked him up to soothe him. (He was hungry.)
Arsenic hour! Love it! :) X Maria.
ReplyDeleteThank god for the volume control on the processors, lol
ReplyDeleteOh yes!! :-)
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