A new day

I love it when the sun comes up each morning. A new day full of promise, yesterday is gone and I don't need to worry about tomorrow. Today will be enough. It will hold all that He plans, and Ash and I will take it a little piece at a time. I am excited to see what she will be up for today. She looks better and better each day. I am amazed when I look over at her and see the potential that she has. Sometimes I still can't believe that I'm the one He chose to be her mom.

Tomorrow is our friend Kiley's 1st birthday and she is having a party here in the PICU. I am going to sneak out during Ash's afternoon nap and go pick up her gift. I think Kiley looks good. She too has come off of the vent and now her Mommy and Daddy get to pick her up and hold her all they would like. I am so excited for them. I wish Ash could attend the party but she will just have to wave from the doorway because both of our girls are in isolation.

Ash is playing a little more each day. Last night she began smiling and laughing once again and I have to tell you it is just what I needed. Yesterday was tough and emotional for all of us here at the PICU. I am so thankful that Ash felt like being held and wanted to play last night. It was wonderful. This afternoon I hope to get a mat in here and play with her on the floor with her "giant" dinosaur she got from her Aunt Kathy. It likes to roar just like they do!

Dave and Allie are in Dallas preparing to go on the floor around 1:00. He keeps threatening me that he is going to do her "zig, zag crazy buns". There is no way he could pull that hair do off. I begged him to just let Kristi or Regina do it. I hope he listens to me. Al actually wanted him to do it for her. I told her I just didn't think it was a good idea. I will be anxiously waiting to see the pictures tonight. He was so excited to have a weekend with just the two of them. I love this guy. There aren't too many dads who would be excited about sitting through 100's of cheer squads all performing to deafening music routines. He just jumps in with all the moms and acts like its the only place in the world he would want to be. I can't wait to hear all about their trip.

Blake is on cloud 900! Baseball starts tomorrow. What would we do without it? This kid lives to play the game. We are more than blessed to be on the Tarheels. It is such a great group of families and we love it. I wish I could be there to watch him. Ash and I love to sit at every practice and watch him play. He promised to "hit the ball to Omaha!" for us so I am watching out the window.

Thank you all so much for your prayers and your support. The weekend will be long as we wait to see what will happen with Ash's feeding situation. I hoped that there would be a different option than the G-J because it obviously doesn't work, but during rounds they seemed convinced that this is all we can do. I am really going to have to pray about this. I appreciate each of you who chose to come to Ashley's story today. You mean so much to me. Have a terrific day and enjoy your families. Take care. Trish