Day ????

My "weekly" posts are being stretched further apart with each posting now. I believe I have hit the two week mark for the first time in awhile. I've gone long enough that I've lost count of the days post transplant.

It's definitely a sign of good things: with less trauma and excitement I feel that I have less to report.

Zoe just thrives, that's the gist of it all.

She's massively delayed for her age, but for HER, for Zoe--she is amazing. She's a master at rolling over from front to back. She's an accomplished sitter, and she's slowly learning that supporting her body weight using her feet and legs while being held upright can be a fun thing. Zoe jabbers and laughs all day long--interspersed with healthy amounts of whining of course--filling our house with happy baby sounds.

We are blessed.

That isn't to say that we are not still suffering from too much sleep deprivation, nursing fatigue, doctor and therapy appointment overload, and accompanying mood challenges, because we are.

But, I'll take it all because it's all part of what has allowed us much more time with this amazing little girl.




This last photo is a picture of Zoe during one of her sessions with the speech therapist whose other specialty is helping kids learn how to eat. Although the photo makes it look promising with the scooper of food in her mouth, Zoe still refuses to have much to do with food.

Check YouTube for eating therapy vids...