We have been home just a little over 2 months now and it is so very hard to imagine that there was a time when Little A was not a part of our family. Even in the mud and muck of the hard days it just feels right. It is obvious that God handpicked this little one for our family. He knew we needed her as much as she needed a forever family and we are forever changed.
Our weeks have been full of appointments and therapies and just trying to figure the new normal out. Each week Little A has physical therapy, occupational therapy, and speech therapy. We are anxiously awaiting the day the language explosion hits. This little one is so very expressive and certainly has a story to share, we just need to help her find her voice. She is an OT and PT rockstar and is showing improvement daily in her body strength and coordination.
Over the past two weeks we have seen the orthopedist, orthotist, dentist, audiologist and ENT and tomorrow Little A will undergo an MRI of her brain. I feel tired just typing all of this and must say we are all a little exhausted but we want our girl to receive the treatment and help she needs to soar. Overall, the consensus is she is doing great and will continue to excel with therapy and time. I would be lying if I said I was not a little anxious about tomorrow's test. The results will most likely confirm what we already know so I am trying not to get too worked up over it.
Overall we are doing pretty well. We are taking one day at a time - sometimes one hour at a time and just reveling in the family that God has knit together.
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