The pace around here is easy, and refreshing. Sometimes frustrating because just as Charlotte is doing typical baby things like 'eating,' growing and crying her hoarse cries, she is a baby in the hospital and it's hard not being at home. Nonetheless, she is doing what she's supposed to and making big, baby steps in the right direction. (Growing being the most important, but also wearing clothes for the first time 2 days ago, sitting in a bouncer seat and being held in her Mommy's arms as I WALKED with her around the unit.) But, we still have a little less than 2 weeks BEFORE her surgery. Arg. I shouldn't complain because we are truly BLESSED with Sweet Charlotte's progress and health.
And soon, she will be able to meet her brother... and her dog. And we'll all be home together. I hope soon for my sake because I can't do this for much longer. I need to call the shots. I need to have my family of four under one roof, together. I need her...HOME.