When I come home at night the first thing I do is go and pick up Marielle and give her a big hug. (Ok the first thing I really do is wash my hands cause I’m a germ freak and don’t want Marielle getting sick).
I have to admit that nothing brings me more joy than saying hi to her when I get home and see her react by smiling and then running over to me and saying “up” so that I can hold her.
It amazes me to this day that she is the same baby who a little over a year ago was fighting to survive.
I remember
coming home at night from the hospital after visiting Marielle and praying that she would make it.
Marc and I didn’t care if she had physical or mental disabilities, we would always love her and be proud of her.
Now I look at her today and its hard to remember that Marielle was once so fragile.
I suppose her spirit was never fragile, just her body.
But today all I can see when I look at Marielle is a strong, feisty little girl that is going to give me a run for my money.
Its hard to remember those days when she was a preemie and 3lbs sounded like a ton of weight and when regulating her own body temperature was a huge accomplishment.
I remember that she came home at a little over 4lbs and that just seemed huge to Marc and I.
Although Marielle’s weight is small (a whopping 16lbs at 15 months) her personality is huge.
Marielle is such a character.
She has so many faces that she makes on a day to day basis.
She has a sad face, shy face, happy face, frustrated face, mad face, her I’m up to no good and know you are watching face, and I did something great aren’t you proud face (just to name a few).
All I know is that I could watch her all day.
I love her!
She
brings me more joy than I ever imagined possible and I can’t imagine my life without her.
I am thankful to all of you who prayed for her while she was in the NICU.
Sometimes at night I’ll peak in her room and watch her sleep in her crib.
While looking at her I think to myself that some prayers do get answered.
When I come home at night the first thing I do is go and pick up Marielle and give her a big hug. (Ok the first thing I really do is wash my hands cause I’m a germ freak and don’t want Marielle getting sick). I have to admit that nothing brings me more joy than saying hi to her when I get home and see her react by smiling and then running over to me and saying “up” so that I can hold her. It amazes me to this day that she is the same baby who a little over a year ago was fighting to survive. I remember
coming home at night from the hospital after visiting Marielle and praying that she would make it. Marc and I didn’t care if she had physical or mental disabilities, we would always love her and be proud of her. Now I look at her today and its hard to remember that Marielle was once so fragile. I suppose her spirit was never fragile, just her body. But today all I can see when I look at Marielle is a strong, feisty little girl that is going to give me a run for my money. Its hard to remember those days when she was a preemie and 3lbs sounded like a ton of weight and when regulating her own body temperature was a huge accomplishment. I remember that she came home at a little over 4lbs and that just seemed huge to Marc and I. Although Marielle’s weight is small (a whopping 16lbs at 15 months) her personality is huge. Marielle is such a character. She has so many faces that she makes on a day to day basis. She has a sad face, shy face, happy face, frustrated face, mad face, her I’m up to no good and know you are watching face, and I did something great aren’t you proud face (just to name a few). All I know is that I could watch her all day. I love her! She
brings me more joy than I ever imagined possible and I can’t imagine my life without her. I am thankful to all of you who prayed for her while she was in the NICU. Sometimes at night I’ll peak in her room and watch her sleep in her crib. While looking at her I think to myself that some prayers do get answered. 
2 comments:
We always commented on the incredible strength you and Marc showed through the those trying times. I guess we know where Marielle gets it from. We love Marielle like she is our own, and love all that she has become. Continue the great work, and know your family is always in our thoughts and prayers.
Love,
Geoff, Colette, and Alex
Thanks guys. We love you guys like family and have always been grateful to have your friendship. Marielle is lucky to have such great people in her life. Hopefully, you guys will move back soon and we'll see a lot more of each other : )
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