Schnitzels, Noodles and Crisp Apple Strudels....

Ever since I had Promise, I haven't been so rebellious anymore, so I changed the name of my blog.

Tope says it's a good thing. I'm starting to change... Starting to grow... Starting to see the good things in life more than I used to because now I'm actually looking for them so I can have something good to show her... Something positive to teach her.

She's learning to walk now and I'm so proud of her. I'm half afraid and half excited. Even her trip to the dining room is an adventure and I just can't get enough of it.

Stranger anxiety is another thing. Allan just shows up and she hides under my arm like a turtle.

I had my grand rounds presentation last April 13 and it wasn't as uplifting as I prayed it would be. My supervisor Dr. T sat with me after and tried to "process" everything. I didn't know what I was feeling at the time. I was tired, that's for sure. I was grateful that it was over. I needed closure, yes. But after it all, I went home and found Promise taking toddler steps from one piece of furniture to the next and I was absolutely sure that I was going to be alright.

Raindrops and roses and whiskers on kittens have nothing compared to seeing her face brighten up when she succeeded in traversing that 3 feet distance from one couch to the next.

My little Forever Traveller...

"I told you you'd be fine." her daddy said.

Yes, I thought. I suppose I will be. :)

See, I realize that I can spend the rest of my life just watching them sleep...

And it would still be a great life.

:)