perspective

Today Kate had an appointment with her craniofacial team... ten or so specialists she sees once or twice a year. It's an exhausting three hour appointment. This was our first time with the new set of doc's here. I always leave these meetings feeling incredibly blessed that her only issue is a fixable physical one. So many kids are there with syndromes and other anomalies that may not allow for a "normal" life.
On the way out of the hospital we pass the resource center for children... a handful of obviously cancer-stricken kids perusing the videos - seeing that immediately eliminated any of those thoughts of 'why does she have to deal with this'.

I have a beautiful, healthy, hysterically funny little girl who left every doctor in stitches. For some reason, they all had a comment about her croc's and her cute haircut. By the third doctor, she would cut them off, and say "Yes, my crocs are cute and so is my hair - I GET IT, OK!!"

Toward the end of the afternoon, when I was getting restless and annoyed from all the shuffling around from room to room, she says to me "I love that we get all this time together, just you and me"
Oooohhhh, my heart.