We've sure been on a roll this summer. June was an "exciting" month as we were joined not only by our most beautiful angel, Seraphina, but also by pertussis. We embraced the process and all the fear and uncertainty that comes with this illness and as a result I can, with much peace and relief, say everyone has recovered wonderfully.
Shortly after the recovery process had begun, Kiki fell. She fell and broke her wrist. As you can see from the photo above it didn't take away her joy or her fearlessness. She continued on her way, even that evening; climbing, running, jumping. She didn't slow down and she didn't quit smiling. Her recovery was quick and painless. Thankfully!
Two weeks have now passed since her cast was removed and we have been at the Emergency Room twice in two days due to another injury. Once for the initial injury which was a result of Kiki finding a piece of glass with her little foot. Thankfully no glass was found in her wound nor did she need stitches. There was more crying from fear than there was from pain, for all of us. The day after we found ourselves back in the ER for an immunization for tetanus. We are following a delayed immunization schedule and as a result our littlest ones are lacking the immunizations we've decided we'll have administered at a time when we are certain their little bodies can handle the load. Tetanus is one of them.
Needless to say, it's been a whirlwind of emotions, for all of us. As parents, you find out your expecting and from that moment on the worry and fear floodgates are burst open. You research, read, talk with trusted friends and doctors, family offer up advice, you watch and wait for signs that you've made good or not so good choices, you hear your baby's heartbeat, feel them moving in your womb, hold them, exude so much love for them that you glow. Your heart is overwhelmed with love and joy on that day you bring forth that aching pain and hold in your arms the precious bundle that is so perfect and wonderful. At that moment you swear you will protect them from every little thing. Pain, fear, sadness, failure, bullies, broken hearts, illness, injury. You name it. It's so hard to watch your babies traveling the road that can only be their own. You can't change anything......it's their path to walk. As parents, we can only walk with them, not for them, or even against them. We can try, by golly, but in the end.......it's up to them. We can love them, support them, be there for them, hug them, hold them, adore them, tell them they are wonderful and perfect, encourage them, cheer for them but ultimately......we can only watch them. How many times I'd wished things were different but could do nothing to change the outcome. Our family has seen so much fear and tears these past few months but for all of that we've LOVED so much more. We're all so much closer and have really seen, first hand, that life is so fragile and we must LIVE in every moment otherwise we're not living at all. We can't ask WHY because there is no why. We can only trust the process and lovelovelovelovelove.
We may not be able to ask why but we have certainly considered wrapping our sweet Kiki in head to toe bubble wrap!
