We Kept A Tiny Human Alive!

It has been one year that I was laid up in the hospital for 20 days awaiting the arrival of our baby girl. One year filled with:
Sleepless nights
Tears of joy
Meltdowns in the middle of the night
Countless kisses
Gratefulness
Fear
Frustrations
Doubts
Worries
Anxieties
And, of course, love. 

As I reflect upon this last year, I am amazed at the effort it takes to not panic at every moment trying to shelter Marlise from the storms of life. Even watching another baby take a toy from her breaks my heart a little. I'm so amazed that by her very presence causes me to understand the fragility of life and the importance of it. It's not easy staying alive...ah ah ah ah staying alive staying alive. To be that parent responsible is a huge burden one that I've realized giving more over to God BUT also appreciation for my own parental units. Thanks mom and dad. 

Do you remember me saying that with Marlise, God has taken complete control and I cannot put my will on hers? Anytime I think of doing or planning something for us whether it be Christmas family photos or first birthday photos, God says I have a different plan. Marlise spent her first birthday in the hospital. I would never imagine being back in the place where she was born on the anniversary of the day she was born. I'm sure I'm not the only one but I find it quite ironic.

I feel like I should have a deep insight into the year that we, Daniel and I, have been able to keep our tiny human alive. All I can say is I'm so grateful to Jesus for her; I could not imagine life without her. Happy birthday to my little princess, my Zumba partner, my heart, my hoped for child.