"We witness a miracle every time a child enters into life. But those who make their journey home across time & miles, growing within the hearts of those who wait to love them, are carried on the wings of destiny and placed among us by God's very own hands."--- Kristi Larson
Thursday, January 29, 2009
The title says it all... but I will elaborate a bit ! I have been playing this song over and over in my head this week as I have watched our sweet girls transformation. Ava is a bit under the weather this week! We had the chicken pox immunization last week and I was warned that it could make her a bit irritable. But Dr. K did not warn me about the little horns that were going to spring forth out of those beautiful curly locks! We first noticed these horns when she took a toy and headed in for our sweet ECI caseworker knee. The smile that spread across her face as she ran off was sinister to say the least! I have to thank Jake for this demonstration of cause and effect. He usually has Ava push or swing at him and then he falls over laughing at the top of his lungs. Of coarse this causes her to go into the deepest giggle ! This giggle is one of those giggles that as a parent you know you should not laugh at but cannot help yourself.On top of the irritability from the shot, she has had a cold and a slight fever. Last night I woke up at 3:00 am and took her temp and gave her some more Gatorade. We rocked for a while and then I put her back in her bed. I then laid there and thought about how good Ava is at night. She is quite and stays in her bed.She is not being good she is just doing what she has been taught. Then I thought about all of the times she has been sick and no one came. That is a terrible thought that someone so little has been taught to be so self sufficient. When we visited her on both trips she had been hospitalized. The first trip she had been in the hospital for over a month.So I got back out of bed and Ava and I headed for the rocking chair. The rocking chair time is my favorite time with Ava. She just studies your face and softly strokes your cheek.Even though it was the middle of the night it was a great time to squeeze in a litte bonding and TLC! I am glad to say she has awoke this morning minus the fever and the horns!I will leave you with a photo of her and the powered donuts!
Word of advise: Never wear black when you serve white powered donuts to an 18 month old...plus you never can get away with sneeking a few bites yourself!