Baby Steps

So these last few weeks have been kind of very much not fun (understatement of the year) and even though every day makes me feel like a slug going up hill, I plow on restlessly, because I have to. There’s no other option. Therefore in the spirit of positive reinforcement I’ve made a list of all the things I have accomplished over the last few days (small and pathetic as they may be) without Dad’s help.

The comforting embrace of numbness.

Sunlight streamed through the window.

Illuminating the blue patch of blankets where she lay.

Warming her.

Blinding her.

She shifted her arms so she could lie more comfortably on his legs.

Her Daddy’s legs.

Legs that hadn’t moved since her arrival. Legs that would never move again.

One second.

That was all it took to change her life forever.