I'm sitting here tonight, working on Abby's book for her dedication and looking through old pictures. I just can't help but marvel at how far we've come.
Abby is five months old...nothing short of a miracle. She's nearly halfway to blowing the statistics out of the water!
She is gaining so much weight and has nearly tripled her birth weight. She's no longer burning up all of her calories to breathe. My girl's got fat rolls!!!
I remember a time not so long ago when we were terrified at the thought of being Abby's caregivers. Now, I can talk on the phone while pulling meds and setting up a feed! (I'm still not "comfortable" with trach changes, but I don't think that's really possible!)
We are in a sort of routine (as routine as you can get around here!) and are learning what life is going to be like.
Looking back on those first few days of Abby's life, I realize just how terrified I was. While I was kind of in a frenzied haze because of all of the stress and concern, I can see now just how dire and desperate the situation was. I remember the day we learned of Abby's diagnosis just praying: We'll take her any way. Just let us have her. We'll take her any way. over and over again. I'm not sure how much I conveyed this at the time on the blog--mostly because I didn't want to admit it myself--but there truly was very little hope for Abby. She sure showed them, didn't she?!?! Our God is bigger than statistics!
We've got a long road ahead, but I am able to look back and see just how far God has already brought us....one step at a time...