Wednesday, February 2, 2011


Yesterday, after my somewhat whiny post, I headed to the grocery store to do my actual week grocery shopping (the day before had been a quick stop for a few items).

I was still pouting about my post and generally feeling sorry for myself and not five minutes into the produce section, who did I see?

One of Addison's NICU nurses.

Not just any of the nurses. This was the nurse who was with her the day of her g-tube surgery.

Just seeing her brought back a flood of memories.

I found it strange to see her at this store. I have never before seen her at this grocery store, and I go there all of the time.

She saw Addison and said how great she looked and what a good job we were doing with her....I looked down at my daughter and realized that she was so right. Addison has come so far this past year, who am I to complain?

As if that wasn't enough rebuke, I was shopping away, diligently searching my coupons (for almost two hours) and Addison just quietly played with her toy in the grocery cart (and ate my grocery list). Absolute angel. When I finally finished and was standing in the checkout line, I noticed that Addison was staring intently at me. I stared back.

After about a minute of intense staring, not only did she break out into one of her famously huge smiles that makes her face disappear, but she also laughed. It's moments like that when my breath catches in my throat and I smile back and think how unbelievably happy I am that this is my daughter. This exact model- perfectly made for me.

Thank you so much for all of your encouraging words yesterday. I know that yesterday's post probably won't be my last breakdown to sadness, but I also know that when all is said and done, I honestly wouldn't change things if I could.

I love Addison, and I look forward to celebrating her big day on Sunday. I know that this is a bit of a mini post, but I just wanted to share how my attitude yesterday improved as the day progressed. All of your sweet comments helped so much. (-:


  1. My computer has been giving me a hard time when I try to leave comments, but I'll try again today. When I read your post yesterday, all I could think of is how amazing Addison is, how far she has come in the last year (from this blog follower's point of view). All of my children are older, so I don't really remember at what age babies are supposed to be doing certain things. But, I am impressed by 1.) Addison's strong determination, happy disposition, beautiful, sweet personality, and her many accomplishments, and 2.) by her amazing parents. I really mean that, Deanna! I was just thinking the other day how blessed Addison is to have you and Aaron as her parents. You and Aaron are largely responsible for those qualities and accomplishments that are so apparent in Addison. Of course, God made her, so He gets all the glory, but you two have shaped her little life during this past year. Addison's story thus far is nothing short miraculous and amazing. Thank you so much for sharing Addison, and your life in Essex with all of us!

  2. I just got caught up and wanted you to know I'm thinking of you.

  3. This comment goes with your last post too, but since I'm just getting caught up, I'm just going to put it here. Those hard days suck, and while they don't mean we love our kids any less, I always feel bad after I've been in a funk. The hardest thing for me is that it's not the things I think will make me sad that actually do. I can prepare myself that Claire may not do x, y and z at the same time as her peers, but them something totally out of left field , like a pink bear suit, will upset me. My comment is getting all rambling, so I'll just say you do a great job. Addison is awesome!!


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