Yeah...it was yesterday that I had my one month anniversary of being a family. Who would have thought that my whole life has DRASTICALLY changed in 30 days! I have always had a very blessed life. But on June 7th, my life became even more blessed...more than I could have ever imagined. The past 30 days have been tough...I won't lie. But they have also been incredibly beautiful like when my daughter smiles at me or reaches out to me or shows me her belly. I think that all of the trials we have endured the past 30 days are making us stronger as a family unit. Who would have thought that both she and I would get chicken pox? (I'm glad she had a much milder case). She has come a long way in the past few weeks since we've been home. She loves her baths...she is getting on a schedule....she doesn't scream bloody murder at bedtime...she lets me change her diaper and clothes...she is a macoroni and cheese aholic. God knew what he was doing when he gave her to me.
Today we went to the lab to get her blood drawn...poor baby...they had to stick her twice because her veins weren't giving enough blood. I wanted to cry along with her but I had to be strong. I hope they got enough and we won't have to go again. Of course, they'll be doing the bloodwork before the surgery. The good thing is that both of us fell asleep for a couple of hours on the floor at Grammy & Pa's house. I hope it doesn't affect her sleep tonight. She's sleeping peacefully on her mattress. But, I'm sure she'll end up off the mattress and on the quilts at the other end of the room. Girlfriend is a wild sleeper. I'm hoping to move to either a crib or toddler bed by next week.