Kendall will sleep through the night again.
Her g-button will not be infected.
I'll stop my gag reflex every time I use the decompression tube.
She'll hold her head up strong.
I won't hold my breath while waiting for a blood sugar or ketone result.
She'll get back to liking therapy.
She'll drink from a sippy cup and enjoy it.
Justin and I will be able to spend time together alone.
Someday. Not today. But someday.
In the mean time, I will try to focus on the light at the end of this tunnel. There is one right?! I'm extremely claustrophobic....so there better be.
And on a totally random note, here's my son who has grown up these last 18 months way faster than I expected. (I haven't taken near enough pictures of him or his milestones. But I did this morning. He got dressed, ate his breakfast without prompting, and proceeded to brush is teeth...without a fight) I sure do love him a lot!!