Well my little girl has been going to school, this marks her third week. It has been hard, but not near as hard as I thought it would be. Her first day she walked right in and didn't look back. I thought that it was a good sign, but I learned that sometimes having an independent child is not always the best thing. Her second week landed her in the "Time Out" chair. To put it mildly I was slightly upset. I can't say that I'm really that surprised but I will say she has a lot of her father in her. I have been told about how he was always in the time out chair. Knowing about how he grew up helps me understand him better. He had a rough life. He has a sister that was born with Ondine's curse (AKA congenital central hypoventilation syndrome) basically, when she goes to sleep her brain does not tell her lungs to work. When she was born they basically focused everything on her, and honestly they still do. You had better not sneeze or cough around her because if you do you will have to leave, because they will not have anyone with any type of germs around her. It has been really hard for my husband, and when our daughter was born I know that one think that really scared him was the thought that our child would be born with it. But God was looking out for us. And honestly the entire time I was carrying her I knew that everything would be fine. I guess I just have that kind of faith in the God I serve. I know that He is watching out for me and that in the end all things work together for good to them that love the Lord.
