Sunday, February 1, 2009

Nine Weeks in Exile

Now that I'm out of the hospital, the time I spent there seems like a vague bubble interrupting my life. In a normal life, a lot happens in nine weeks. Think about what can happen through nine weeks at work. Projects start and end. People start new jobs and begin to become one of the gang. Workplace dramas arise and subside.

Over nine weeks, Fall turns to Winter.

Relationships can begin and end.

Fortunes can be made and lost.

And in nine weeks, a tiny baby can be saved.

11 comments:

Mo and Will said...

Beautiful, beautiful post.

Mo

caramama said...

She is beautiful!

And that was a beautiful post.

m said...

Wow. She is gorgeous. Nine weeks is a long time. You made it!

Hilary said...

What a cutie pie..love her purple bow!! So sweet!! :)

Mary said...

Hello, Lexie! What a doll she is. I'm so happy for you all...

Brenna said...

That's probably the most important 9 weeks of your life right there. She's so lovely.

dcpeg said...

Have to agree with Brenna. You made the sacrifice and now you have an adorable addition to your family. My eyes are brimming with happy tears!

Caseystay said...

She's so sweet :)
Sending lots and lots of hugs!

sacredandscarred said...

Just gorgeous.

sara said...

She is absolutely perfect.

Clementine said...

I wandered over from Caramama's blog. It sounds as though your baby girl is doing wonderfully well. Congratulations to all of you!