The left hip

What's up with Sarah's left leg? She still won't fully weight-bear on it. Does it hurt or just feel awkward?

It still turns out since the surgery over 2 years ago. I could work myself up into a tizzy thinking about it.
Maybe it's just the "CP" and its the best it can be. I'm not ready to give into that yet though. I've got
her up and standing and taking steps but I am afraid she will loose ground over time. I am fighting a
battle-my own private war-me against the leg....her future rides on this...always in a wheelchair or the
ability to stand and walk at times with assist. That is what I am fighting for-the chance for her to stand
and walk with help as an adult. I will not let this go until I have to.

Sarah tastes sand at one year old

Television

OK, I am a TV addict. I love TV. I love looking forward to my favorite shows and then settling in to watch them. I love old movies-the black and whites. These days I watch without fail Nanny 911, Gilmore Girls, House, Everwood, Eight Simple Rules, The Amazing Race, Special Delivery, among others that I can't recall at the moment which is rather ironic. Oh, I can't forget Ellen if I am home at 11 am. Does that mean I have no life? It doesn't seem that way. In fact, it is very full as far as I can see and I wouldn't want it any fuller. So maybe it means that I just really like TV.

The New Side Rail

the old bed rail gone
too flimsy
new rail on her bed
what is this, she thinks
uneasy
two long days of silence
in her bed
no laugh, no chirp
no bunny play, no hand play.
silence, stillness.
waiting...
looking...
wondering...
a moment of bravery
roll over, touch it with her nose
nudge of her forehead
roll back and stare
tap with the toe, tap-tap-tap
gentle ping-ping
making friends
a lift of her head and she peers over
anyone there?
hi mama hi mama
blue eyes hover
hi sarah hi sarah
back down she goes
arm stretching for bunny
hi bunny hi bunny
nose to nose
and the giggles begin again
sweet angel girl

Circles

My life is made up of circles. The beginning of every one of my circles started earlier in my life. Now as time goes along each of the circles completes itself. Here is one little example: Six of my growing-up years were spent living in Virginia with my father working in Washington, D.C. I've always wanted to return to the old neighborhood, look at the houses and see my old school. Many years went by. When I was a new mom I flew down to D.C. to visit my father with my little boy. Dad drove us around Washington with me nursing the baby in the back seat and we took in the sights, but didn't get the chance to see my old home in Virginia. Flash forward to present day--My little boy is now in college in Washington and I flew down for the first time to see him last month. Well, it just so happened he borrowed a car from a friend and drove me around Washington to see the sites.

Twenty years ago it was my father driving me and now it is my son......A Circle....and guess where else we went? That's right, to visit the old neighborhood that I hadn't seen in over 30 years. My son driving me around my childhood. Another Circle.

The Beginning

So here I am, my own little spot on the web. I'm not quite sure what the theme will be but there certainly are plenty of thoughts rolling around in my head on a daily basis. Some are fleeting and some have set up camp for the long-term, humming quietly in the background as I go about my day. It will be interesting to put them on paper- exposed to the starkness of the written word. I may learn a few things about myself, but mostly I want to have fun.