A Not So Fun 4th and Tough Week for Faith

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The other day Faith and I were standing in line at the pharmacy, and someone asked her, "How was your 4th of July?" She responded quite honestly, "Terrible!"  Yes, it was definitely not a very fun 4th. In fact, this whole week has been one challenge after another. The only thing we really did for the 4th was go to Art in the Park in Mandan, which was last Friday. Faith found a new tie-dye t-shirt, and I enjoyed a yummy root beer float.  Art in the Park in Mandan on the 3rd I had actually gone with the goal of getting an Indian taco, but it was so humid, I didn't feel like eating anything hot. Because it was so warm, we only stayed for an hour before heading back to Bismarck. That night, I noticed that Faith seemed uncomfortable in her chair, almost like she was having pain. She told me she needed to get out and lie down. I thought maybe being out in the high humidity had been too much for her or that she was having muscle spasms. After she lay down for a bit...

Growing Girl

Everywhere we go, people who know Faith comment, "I can't believe how much she's grown this summer." We can't believe it either! We just weighed her the other day, and she weighs 48 pounds. 48 pounds!! 

That's so unbelievable to me as her weight has been an issue for so long but finally, she is starting to fill out more and she even has a roll in her tummy! I also tried to measure her while she was lying down and as far as I could tell, she's about 47 inches tall - almost four feet!

It won't be long before she doesn't fit in this swing anymore!

Rob and I have had to make adjustments in the way that we carry her and bring her from room to room. We have to remember her legs are longer, so we have to sort of turn sideways when we carry her into the bathroom or into her room. Every once in a while, we forget how long she is and bump her feet on the wall or the doorway. This summer we have had to adjust her chair and need to adjust her stander as well.

Just out of curiosity I looked in my baby book to see what my measurements were when I was her age. When I was seven, I only weighed 45 pounds. I was scrawny due to my heart condition. But I was taller than Faith - I was 49 inches tall which made me look really skinny.

While I am thankful Faith is growing, it forces me to think about our future when I may not be able to lift her at all. My cardiologist told me at one time I should probably not lift her when she gets to be 60 pounds or so. At one time 60 pounds seemed a long way off, but not anymore! 

I need to remember to take it one day at a time and to replace anxiety with prayer. God has given me so much strength to enable me to look after my daughter. I know he will continue to give me the strength I need as my daughter continues to be a growing girl.

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