It's finally here. Our surgery date. I cannot believe it's been 10 months. I've known about this surgery for so long, but it always seemed so far away. Now, it's here and there's no turning back the hands of time. We are faced with the reality that our daughter will be going under tomorrow for her palate repair.
I have had my emotional breakdowns, but I'm keeping it together when I need to. I know I have to be strong for her, especially tomorrow, when they take her away from us and into the operating room. That is the part I'm dreading the most because if she's screaming for me, it'll break my heart. I'm also dreading her in recovery, right after surgery. She was extremely irritable when she had her ear tubes put in and that was only a 10 minute procedure. I'm hoping she will be pretty out of it all day tomorrow. I just want her to be as comfortable as possible and in the least amount of pain as possible.
I am completely overwhelmed by the love I have for this little being. Everyday it grows more and more. I hate that she has to endure this, but I know that it's something we have to do and she will never remember it. I just hope that I can comfort her and console her over the next few weeks when she needs me to. I hope that she will bounce back quickly and we will hear that joyous laugh of hers.
She is such a special little girl already and we have tons of prayers being said for us. We are very blessed, not only with her, but with a very supportive and loving circle of family and friends.
