Saturday, June 21, 2008
Reagan is 15 months old today. And it's getting harder the older she gets. It's the most common question people ask when you're out in public (whether your child is "typical" or not). "How old is she?"...several people asked me yesterday and I told them. I know at times they are taken aback at my answer, but I'm not at a point where I feel comfortable enough to go into detail (I've even considered lying). Usually people just assume that she's tired/asleep and that's why I'm carrying her around. Whatever. It's so bad that I often hesitate to answer, as if they are asking something that's rude and none of their business. But they don't know any better. They have NO idea what this precious little girl has been through in these first 15 months. She looks "normal" and "healthy" but it's frightening what these seizure disorders do to our little ones. We're still prayerful that something (hopefully the ketogenic diet) is going to stop Reagan's seizures and allow her to take off developmentally. I've had dreams where she's walking around like any toddler getting into everything within arms reach...how wonderful would that be!?!?! I want that for her. I want that for us. And I have to believe that God wants that as well. Please keep her in your prayers!