Yesterday marked Faith's 18th month of life. I can't believe we are parents of an 18 month old...this is probably how parents feel when their children turn 18 years old (x a hundred of course...) Despite going through the hardest year and a half of our lives it's gone rather quick....and to be honest I am glad! Yes part of me is sad that our little girl is growing up but the other part is happy. Growth=better health.
What got us through the 420 days spent in the hospital (Yes...we counted...) was thinking about the future...it's also what gets us through the sleepless nights. I picture Faith 5. Head full of curls, big toothy grin, heading off to Kindergarten with a Dora the Explorer backpack. This "this too shall pass" mentality is sometimes the only thing that gets us through the day.
But now we will relish that our daughter is 18 months old. We will enjoy her silent laughter, delight in her mischievous grins, and take pride that she thinks her mom and dad (and dogs of course) are the coolest people on Earth.
PS: Please remind Faith of that last sentence when she is 18 years old!