You never know how blessed you truly are until you are faced with the worst news. We never knew. Cecilia taught us. Our fourth baby and second daughter was born after 2 days of labor. We had no idea of the gender and were thrilled of another little girl. Choosing a name this time was hard, we had thought and planned for a boy and barely gave much thought to a girl’s name (which was foolish since we didn’t know the gender and it was an obvious 50% of either gender). My husband finally typed her name on the phone Cecilia Elizabeth and we brought home a sweet pink little girl with the daintiest and quaintest name.
Within days of arriving home there was a sinking feeling in our stomachs. Something was not right. We kept going back to the doctor and the doctor looked grave. We were sent to the hospital, seen by specialists and soon tubes and wires were keeping her alive. I refer to it as the time Cecilia and I moved into paediatrics and stayed for several weeks. She was fighting for her life and we were told there was no promise that she would come home with us. I never knew how blessed we were in regards to our children’s health. We have never had a sick child, never had to pray against the unknown. Friends and family came to support us.
Cecilia rallied and we soon brought her home for good. She was our happy and snuggly baby. I didn’t realize how much I missed that baby stage! She was also the first baby who was a ‘Daddy’s Girl’, she loved everyone but no one could soothe her quite like Daddy. Her day was spent with her eyes and ears on the front door, waiting for him to come home from work.
My new career as a photographer was still slowly growing, I was able to focus on my family when needed and felt I was achieving a glance between work and life that fit our lifestyle. I was enjoying motherhood, a new baby, busy little children too much to worry about the rate of growth (or lack of it) my business took.
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