All’s well that ends well

Tonight as we were getting ready to go to church, I noticed for the second time that Róisín was standing on her left leg only.

The first time I’d noticed it she was in her upstairs playpen. Eleven month olds will try things out and she didn’t appear to be in pain, so I didn’t worry. The second time… well suffice to say we went to the hospital instead of church tonight.

This isn’t the first time we’ve taken a trip to a medical establishment. It can sometimes be a stressful process.

It wasn’t tonight. Our little one wasn’t distressed, and after a process of investigation it was established that whatever it was… would probably go away. Most of the night was spent laughing at Rosie as she crawled back and forth across the bed, making sure to be at the end nearest the door to wave at all the new friends she was making.

Make them she did. She had at one point six hospital staff standing admiringly around her. She taught a young nurse how to hold a baby. The nurse, who was entranced but nervous about the holding soon became a favourite.

As a parent, one gets used to things that need to be investigated but have no real explanation. There’s also no real explanation why we were so lucky as to find such a beautiful little person as a part of our lives.

Does there need to be?

Ro waving


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4 Responses to All’s well that ends well

  1. FiFYI says:

    She really is the best! God, I love her so much!!!! ❤

  2. Laurel says:

    Glad she is ok and had fun in ED! And no, there doesn’t need to be an explanation for such a blessing 🙂

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