I remember the trauma in many ways. You never forget your first brain bleed or multiple fractures including your shoulder. But you also move on. Harm remembers me being in the hospital but he no longer gets sad thinking of it. Some days I get really bad headaches and I have more confusion than I used to have. But all in all I have healed beautifully.
That is the way life is. I never thought I could celebrate the twins birthday without feeling a horrible dread of mourning for their rough start and seeing them hooked up to breathing tubes in the NICU. Now I just see the wonderful healthy beautiful babies they are. Today I was laughing with Rachel because I was on the phone working and she yelled "mommy look at me" and she was doing a perfect handstand on the wall and I dropped the phone. This was the girl who I mourned with a Cerebral Palsy diagnoses at 26 months.
Good or bad I don't know what the future holds. I only know I can't stop it, control it, or avoid it. What I can do is roll with it having faith in God and as my mom would tell me Dios lo quire.
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