Two new teeth and a little Whine

So Delilah has finally begun to cut her two bottom teeth, together. We can see those pearly whites just barely breaking the skin, making her poor little mouth sore. Not to mention she has a touch of the could we have had, so the sniffles and the teeth are making for a pretty grumpy baby ( well let me state, grumpy for her,not for the average child!). She has also started this very entertaining whine. As she is exploring her new vocal sounds, she has decided to stick with one high pitched ehhhhhhhhahhhhhhhh sound when something does not go the way she predicts it should. Now too she is realizing with every action there is a reaction, oh the manipulation! Yet I love it. No not the manipulation part, but the part where I see her strong personality, where I can see her expressing her desires, wants, needs and IDEAS.
Delilah is doing so well, and with each passing day I find myself more and more in love with her. Last night while she was in her crib sleeping away, and I was in my bed, I found myself missing her, but even more so, needing her. It is amazing the heart strings that can be born with a new mommy and child. Since this last week she has been sitting on her own, which has made play so much more exciting, as with every major milestone I feel as though we are blessed. I have to remind myself often that she is a premature baby, and yet still meeting her milestone goals with in a good time frame. It amazes me what love, faith and pure blessings can bring.
Delilah has been teaching me all about what family traditions mean. As the holidays are coming around, I had never thought before of starting my own traditions. Since she has come I find myself seeing neat ideas, and wanting to recreate them at my home, with my family. I love the fact that holidays can be fantastic and OUT OF THE BOX, it just depends on what you make it. I want to made it great, but also bring meaning to our holidays. Starting next year Daniel and I have discussed giving service on behalf of each other for our Christmas presents, and to have Delilah join us in that. She will be old enough to "help" and it is my belief that the earlier you start the better. We have also said we want to limit gifts given to her, for we do not need so many gifts, so next year we are asking to have people to consider donating. Now, we are not saying she is not getting presents, but we don't want the holidays to be all about presents. Delilah is allowing me to see what the holidays are really about, again.

New Hair and an Old Eye

It has been 9 year since I had been diagnosed with cancer. It is a strange thought, one that does not cross my mind often. I was thinking about this because I was taking photo of my new hair-do and my "weird eye" (as I lovingly call it) popped out in the photo. It was the week before thanksgiving of my 13th grade year. Happening so fast, it was as if it never even happened. I believe that is why I do not really think of myself as ever having cancer, or being a "cancer survivor". I feel blessed, not because of why most cancer survivors feel blessed, to have lived through and SURVIVED, but because of my battle scars so speak, I am able to literally see the world differently from other people. This has helped me to have a different type of discussion with others. I can tell who is looking in my eyes for the first time because they always ask, or say, what is in your eye, or wow you have neat eyes. When someone looks you in the eye, you can look them back, and that is a connection greater than any words.

I decided to change my hair, it is a little shorter, and a lot brighter. I needed a change, a change to make me feel fresh and vibrant. So as hopefully these feelings will carrying into other aspects of my life.