decannulation
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Happy no trache day
Seven years ago today, Namine was decannulated!
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Pulmonary appointment
Namine met with her pulmonary doctor. We were met with unexpected good news.
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For the better
Some thoughts of a special needs parent.
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Sick time
Namine and I now apparently have what Jessica had last week. I thought that I had gotten the worst of it, but Namine woke up with a crouping cough this morning. Despite her being sick, though, she nearly always keeps it together and stays cheerful.
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In love’s own words
As Namine gets older, she gets ever more independent. But even as she grows, learns, and develops, the little things she says and does remind us that she is our little love. She is God’s gift to us, and we treasure her more each day.
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Allergy test today
Today Namine had an allergy test at the hospital, but as usual, we got a little more excitement than we bargained for. She threw up at the clinic, so I had to call my mom to bring some spare clothes. (Of course I was stuck at work, otherwise I would have done it myself.)
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Remember, remember the fifteenth of September
There are no gunpowder, treasons, or plots here. Just a little thing called decannulation. That’s right, kids. A year ago, Namine got rid of her trach, and her entire world changed.
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The child who never was
I’ve seen quite a bit lately on Twitter about grieving your child’s special needs.
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Ear surgery tomorrow
Tomorrow we have to be at Children’s Hospital at 9:30 for surgery.
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What could never be
Sometimes we find ourselves pining for something lost, perhaps for something that never even was. It sneaks up on us, Jessica and I, and suddenly we realize that Namine is almost three years old. She is moving, she talking, she is more independent every day. Where is our little baby girl? She’s still small -…
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Happy Mother’s Day
This post could easily be called “a look at our nearly three years of parenthood.” I know some moms who would not share this day with their husbands for their life, but thankfully Jessica is not like that. We both feel that we would not be as good separate. We would not be complete.
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Inchstones to you, milestones to me
Namine made progress in speech last night.