Wednesday, March 9, 2011

We Survived!

It is official. The Dancing Queen made it through her first day of special education preschool. She rode the bus all by herself, waved goodbye to me as if it was the most natural thing in the world. And by all accounts, she had fun.

Apparently, she climbed the steps than ate breakfast in her car with a smiley face. Since I know she was working with the physical therapist today, I'm guessing she was in the gross motor room that has little quarter-size steps for climbing and there are cars to ride in.

She got off the bus just fine, got a big hug from her brother and ate a second lunch. This is all wonderful since since feeding is always an issue and her two lunches equal about 1/2 the size of a normal 3 year old lunch.

I survived as well. I cried a lot today, but I know she will be fine. She will convince everyone else of her amazing abilities and no longer will they worry that she is fragile. I had mentioned the fragility to her preschool teachers this morning and they laughed. The Dancing Queen just started at this preschool 3 months ago and at the beginning, all of them were freaking. So, time will help everyone.

The one disappointment though was not snapping a picture of the Dancing Queen getting on the bus. It was raining and I was too busy trying to lift her on and worrying about the car seat situation. Then I forgot to grab a pic of her sitting on the huge school bus all by herself. She looked so small and tiny, but waved and said "goodbye, mommy." Gosh, she is simply amazing. Hopefully, my mind's eye will keep that moment fresh forever.


  1. Thank you for that beautiful update. I can totally picture this scene and it warms my heart. I have been thinking about you guys today. I am sure she takes lessons from her brave momma!

  2. Told you! The Dancing Queen is going to make her own way.



Having a child with a CHD is like being given an extra sense---the true ability to appreciate life. Each breath, each hug, each meal is a blessing when you've watched your child live off a ventilator, trapped in an ICU bed, being fed through a tube. Each minute is a miracle when you've watched your child almost die and come back to you.
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