A Quiet House

Some more pictures from last night in recovery.

Still very sleepy waking up just here and there. She did say "I'm done with anesthesia!"

She also asked what happened to her peach nightgown. Guess they had to change it during the cath. We still have the one she wore as a "robe" over the gown - she wants to use it as a princess robe to dress up!

Our sweet and wonderful recovery nurse, Ms. Cari. She was so kind and loving!

Madeline said she looks like Mrs. Puckett (her first grade teacher).

We think so, too, on the outside and the inside! They are both wonderful!

Wheeling out to the car.

Right now, she is resting at home. Taking a little nap. The house is quiet. Tim and I had a bit of a "moment" just processing everything. So much to be thankful for - we know things could be sooo much worse, but still so tempted to wish for her to be completely well. Wish that we didn't think about the possibility of the mitral regurgitation getting worse or the PH getting worse or the fact that she will have to do this again. Sometimes we feel like we function "normally" only by pretending that everything is fine. How else could you do the laundry, pay the bills, clean the house? You would only want to sit in the floor playing Polly Pockets, reading books, rolling toy cars, making art projects, dancing, doing things with your children all day long while the whole world carried on and folded around you. If we really sit and dwell on the gravity of heart defects and other difficult life hurdles, we couldn't function. As we've said since Madeline was diagnosed, none of us is guaranteed even one more day with our children. Anything could happen any day. So, we learn to appreciate each day that we have. Live our lives loving other people, honoring God and knowing He is with us giving us strength to get through the reality of this hard place where yesterday brought us back.

Loving our three miracles makes the hard times worth it.

Thank you again for all your love and prayers.

Sorry for the "vent" post!