Like everyone else it's hard to believe Christmas is over. The holidays have come to a close, kids go back to school this week and Keith's work ramps up again. That also means Hannah's doctors appointments start again as well as PT.
Honestly, I'm a little glad to start up appointments again. I did enjoy not having constant things that kept us in the car & in waiting rooms, but these last few days I have started to give into worry a whole lot. Questioning every little thing Hannah does, wondering if it's normal or brain-related. When we see doctors and therapists they seem to keep these worries at bay.
For the most part Hannah is doing exactly what a soon-to-be 4 month old should be doing. We are trying to celebrate every little thing, but then worry comes back. The what ifs and the second guessing.
I know I can't live there. Hannah is who she is. God knows her future, not me. This is something I repeat to myself daily, sometimes hourly.
Back to Christmas... It was great. Keith's parents came and spent time with us which was a blessing and this is the first time in our married life we've spent Christmas in our home. It was different. As you can imagine I was a little consumed by CMV at times and thinking about what our life was like last Christmas. What would it look like next Christmas?
I'm so thankful for Hannah. She makes me smile so much and gives me joy. I love that she's in our family, I just hate the virus.
Here are a few more shots from Christmas.
"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
Matthew 6:34
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