What is not typical, of course, are the memories of our stress and worry throughout the pregnancy and beyond. What is this new girl baby was the same as Charlie? What is she was worse? All of our fears seemingly confirmed on day 10 of life, with a 'not normal' echo result. That first month was brutal. To have a sick child we weren't expecting was one thing. To have brought a possibly sick(er) child into the world knowing the risks would have been worse.
As it turned out, though, everything was fine. Fast forward a few months and Elizabeth was growing, eating like a horse, healthy heart and happy face. While she techincally has DCM genetically, those genetics are such a grey area that they shouldn't even be a consdieration. She is on a preventative dose of a simple medication three times a day, and will hopefully come off that with no ill effects as of May of this year. Her heart is normal. She is 'normal'.
We lucked out, plain and simple. Charlie recovered and Elizabeth is perfect. For people who at one time felt like we couldn't have much else go wrong, it has all gone so, so right. So today is a day of gratitude, more than anything else. I simply could not love them more.
|First birthday outfit|
|Walking home from school|