I haven't wanted to post because I was so proud of the last one and I liked seeing it. I have to admit I did snivel a bit while composing it.
I am looking forward to school being over. I am sure in a few months, I will look back and laugh at that idea. But the girls are staying up later, probably because it's so beautiful outside, so I worry about them getting enough sleep. Buttercup has no problem popping up at the crack of dawn, but she likes to wake her sister up as well. Fiona has been having better months of chemo because we have been pretty strict about her activities. When she gets home from school, we get her a snack and make her rest while watching TV. It's been warmer outside and we want her not to get overheated. But she wears me down and after dinner, when the sun is no longer overhead, she gets to go outside. It's not quite warm enough to spend a lot of time in the pool yet, I am looking forward to that as well.
Hubby was gone this week and I hate being the only adult in the house at night. The girls want to sleep in my room, which is fine. As I was locking my bedroom door, Buttercup asked, why did you lock the door? I didn't want to freak her out by admitting to be a total chicken, so I said that I didn't want the door to rattle if the air conditioner came on. It was a plausible excuse and she bought it. It's nice that Hubby is home, I am grateful for another child wrangler. Sometimes, I think the girls get used to my voice.
After the last post, I started looking at our old pictures and I thought I might start showing some of her old pictures. It might hard for you guys to reconcile the little girl I post about now, with what happened almost two years ago. Plus, I always love looking at pictures. This one was taken November of 2006 when Fiona was being hospitalized regularly as part of her protocol. As she's grown, she's retained more of a babyish quality than her big sister. I don't know if it's her personality or the extra layer of chub (or steroid fluctuation), or the fact that she's more cuddly than her sister. I am a bit more like Buttercup in that regard, it's only been in the past few years that I've learned to appreciate it when people hug me.
So my next couple of posts will include pictures of Fiona at the start of her treatment. I wish I would've started blogging about her earlier in her chemotherapy. I think it would've been pretty therapeutic.
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I love to look at old pictures. There is so much that I don't remember. I think it is therapeutic to look over where you have been and be able to appreciate all the progress you have made.
When my son had an ATV accident 4 years ago and nearly died, the ICU nurse told me to go get a camera and take pictures of him in his coma with all the stuff attached to him. I thought she was crazy, why would I ever want to remember those days. But I am so grateful that I took her advice. The hospital photos are such a good reminder of what huge blessings we have been given.
Thanks for sharing the pictures. It's good to see how far Fiona has come in her treatments. Almost done! YEAH!
I am a total chicken too. When Lillian was in the PICU, Jeff thought we should take turns going home to sleep. I tried it once but I just can't sleep at home alone. So, I got better sleep with the beeps and interruptions of the PICU than at home. What nuts we are!
Your last post was fabulous. I can't wait for this to be over for you. Then you can go back and reminisce about how you all got through it and look for those silver linings.
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