2yo Funny

Apparently I have more to learn today about not getting irritated.  I posted this - or so I thought - even choosing some different colors for the fonts.  Imagine my surprise to see that this post was blank - just a title.  Not sure what happened, but I'll try again.

Earlier today Eliana was laying on my bed and Daniel was playing with her.  When I needed to move her I told him that I needed to get her.  Here is the conversation that followed.

Daniel:  "No move Eliana.  She my baby."

Me:  "No, she's my baby."

Heard from another room - my 5yo jumps in:  "She's everybody's baby!"

Daniel insisting on his point:  "No, she my baby!"

Me wondering asks:  "Well, who is my baby?"

Daniel thinks it over for a minute and then responds:  "You go buy another baby."

This made me chuckle.  I thought he might say that he was my baby - not that I needed to get another one.  Oh, the minds of children are so funny!

Hope you enjoy a laugh.  I've posted a couple of entries today and one last night if you are just now catching up.  I hope to post more later on therapy updates. 

With love,

Leslie

Time marches on

Today my little girl is 5 months old.  Can it really be?  In some ways it seems much much longer than that.  My life has been turned upside down for what seems to be ages.  Sometimes it feels like life has just gone on around me while I've been here struggling.  The day of her birth was traumatic for me unlike what I had anticipated and hoped the day would be like.  And yet her smile is new, sweet and fresh.  She is learning new things all the time.  She has captured my heart!  

Just one month ago my little girl was having her open heart surgery.  I was holding onto her little bow and longing to hold her.  It was a long morning of waiting, made sweeter by the presence of friends with us.  It was a day of much prayer and praise.  Thank you God for all of the work you did!

I like looking back - especially with my babies and children - marking milestones.  Looking back with Eliana is harder.  Probably a lot of things with her will be harder - though maybe not.  I know that the joy is sweet just like with my other children.  I know that I love her deeply and cannot imagine life without her.  I'm thankful for my little girl.

I'm thankful for those that cared for my daughter a month ago - the anesthesiologists, the surgeon, the nurses.  I'm thankful for my family and friends that have cared for all of us.  I'm trying to keep my focus on all that I have to be thankful for each day.  It's a good habit.  At the moment I'm trying not to be irritated  with bickering children (that I won't name) and that the "N" key and space bar on this computer don't work very well.  (I wish it were a different letter other than those that are used so often - Q and Z would have been my choices.)

Going to close as this is getting hard to type.  I'm going to try to figure out how to respond to posts that ya'll leave for me.  I appreciate each and every note.

Love,

Leslie