She gets so excited when she takes a few steps on her own. Is this really cheesy of me or what? But the first few steps yesterday and today brought tears to my eyes. I have gotten excited about her accomplishing other things but I haven't felt this emotion with those things. My girl has climbed mountains to get to this point. Mountains she certainly won't remember but they are mountains we will remember and they are mountains none the less. Around this time last year I felt like she was NEVER getting out of that hospital and now look at her...such a fighter and a determined little thing at that. She wasn't going to let being born 11 weeks early keep her from doing anything any other baby her age was doing!
She loves doing the airplane game!!!
While out running yesterday, Jim had her in the jogging stroller and I was running behind, like usual. Towards the end of the run we ended up running right into the sun so he had to turn the stroller around so she was facing me and he kept running. A lady came up behind me from nowhere, no big surprise because I am not the fastest runner, and said "She's gotta make sure she sees you right?!" I laughed and explained in a minute or so I would be left in the dust because Jim runs so much faster than I do and she wouldn't be able to see me. She then asked me how old she was, I told her 13 months and she replied, "The same age as my little girl" She then told me her little girls birthday, it was the end of February and I told her K was born March 1st. She then said she had hoped she would have been born on another day (she told me the day, can't remember it) because the numbers would have worked out to be a cool birthday. "Didn't happen that way" she says. Which of course sparks it in me to say "Well, my girl was due May 17th and she came March 1st so it didn't happen the way I wanted it to with her either. "Oh my goodness" she says. She then asked all the usual questions other people ask when they find out she's a preemie. Is she OK now? Is she still itty bitty? How much did she weigh? I told her she was great, she was 21 lbs, which she remarked "She's bigger than my girl" and I told her she was 2 lbs 7 oz when she was born. "Oh my goodness" she says "what a blessing. She is such a blessing." Of course I know this already but it really made me think. There's a reason she was born so early (He uses the tough stuff in life to bring us closer to Him), there's a reason God let her survive. Maybe He's got big plans for my girl. Who knows. But what I do know is that my preemie is the biggest blessing of my life and I don't know what kind of person I would be today without her. She is such a HUGE blessing..."For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope" ~Jeremiah 29:11 NKJV I thank my God for giving her and me a future and hope....and I thank my God every day for this blessing named Kenley Schuyler...
I remember visiting you guys in the hospital a year ago - love being able to see her grow in pictures! Love you all!
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