For nearly a month now we have been dealing with the biggest crisis of our lives. The most wonderful gift bestowed on to us needs our constant support for the fight of her life. There is an undeniable high level of stress that we have grown accustomed to that for a period of time we thought we would never find relief from. Yet as weeks go by we do get breaks from the emotional strain. Today felt fairly easy.
I can't say that I'm entirely used to this, I really don't want to be THAT comfortable with it. It is my feeling that this is a temporary situation. We keep looking ahead to future gains. However, it is important that we remain calm and self-assured as we deal with the health care regimen, and patient so that our little angel feels confidence and is at peace. Delaney is so attuned to us. More and more I'm able to recognize her emotional states. Along those lines I find it more important to maintain composure to ensure that she experiences calm, loving time with us.
Some of the way that she used to communicate, through crying, appears to be returning ever so slightly. Late last night as we were helping her clear her airways she was upset. Until now, there has been one or two faint cries and red watery eyes. This time she seemed to cry out several times consecutively. Still weak and faint but she's trying, and it was oddly comforting. Another development in this "uneventful" day, was that late tonight she started to reach her hand up as if to touch the toys that hang from her crib. This was something new altogether, she hadn't tried that even before all if her trauma.
So apart from happily assisting Delaney with her development we were able to find diversion. I caught up on some tv shows on Netflix, Lindsay went to a baby shower. Tonight we watched Toy Story 3 for the first time. It was a lazy Sunday, and all of the "sun" was shining inside the house this time.
B & L &d