We had a rough night last night. Callie had trouble sleeping because she had a lot of phantom limb pain.
As I sat there in the dark with her, I wondered if other parents know how lucky they are?
If you haven’t spent half of your life in a hospital.
If you can send your child to school without any extra care or plan.
If your pediatrician and pharmacist don’t know you by name.
If your life has never been divided into before and after.
If you never spent a week in a hospital teaching your child to walk with her new leg.
If you never heard your baby screaming for you after her surgery.
If you never saw your child’s blood all over the floor of the hospital room.
If you’ve never had to answer “Why Me Mama? ”
If you’ve never stared death in the face.
If you’ve never had to fight an insurance company so your child can walk.
Because I didn’t. But I do now.
Now I’m on the other side.
I’m so lucky I have her.
I’m so lucky she is ours.
I’m so lucky God picked us for her and her for us.
I’m so lucky we have an amazing prosthetic team.
I’m so lucky James and I have good jobs with insurance.
I’m so lucky to be humbled by something larger than myself.
I’m so lucky I know how fragile life is.
I’m so lucky to have her to teach us what courage looks like.
I’m so lucky to have James as a rock for us to lean on.
Those are the things I focused on as I kissed her good night
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