We used to revel in the "new perfect" that was our life. Raising a beautiful girl with multiple special needs showed us that "perfect" is all in our minds. Emily's life was perfect. It was happy, it was brilliant. She was social, outgoing, silly, and ticklish. Now we are learning to get through life without our "Perfect Peanut" in it. This is most certainly NOT a new kind of perfect.
Friday, December 19, 2008
My son's third grade teacher had her baby this morning at 37 weeks. Baby Jocelyn wasn't growing well, she is only 4lbs 10.5oz. She has a heart defect that they are working on figuring out.
PLEASE pray that it's something simple, or at least fixable!!!