So much of what I’ve written so far has been about Poppy. In those very early days, her illness consumed my every moment. Certainly for those two weeks we spent in hospital, when I barely left her side for the entire duration of our stay.
The subject of today’s post is another small very important person whose life has been tipped upside down overnight. It’s only fair that her own acceptance, bravery and ability to adapt gets a mention here. Our Daisy. The youngest member of our family, just a few months past her 1st birthday. A jolly, little soul, who just like her sister before her brightens the path of everyone who encounters her.
I know everyone thinks their own children are amazing (and rightly so!) but there is undoubtedly something special about our girls, which gets everyone talking about them wherever we go. As a team, they’re unstoppable, laughing and giggling their way through life with a contagious happiness. Their energy is relentless but infectious. Of course, there are grumpy days too, and there’s no denying that caring for them is sheer hard work at times, but I’m so thankful for the many joyful moments these two bring to us and many others.
During our hospital stay and subsequent day patient returns, Daisy has been cared for by her grandparents, who show her the same love, kindness and happy times as we do. They won’t accept my effusive thanks, believing that anyone would do the same in this position, but I’m not convinced that’s true. Of course, we have no way of knowing but I am forever grateful to them that providing care for Daisy has not become another thing to worry about. She’s been scooped up and surrounded by so much love, that she’s barely given a thought to her change of surroundings. I last breastfed her in the hospital, on that fateful day when our seemingly over-cautious visit to the hospital escalated beyond anything we could have imagined in that moment. I’d already begun to think about reducing breastfeeding in preparation for my return to work, but of course this would have been planned and implemented slowly, not stopped abruptly overnight! Again, one less thing to worry about, but I’m still amazed at Daisy’s ability to adapt and smile her way through life. No looking back for our Daisy, she is just plodding on with her next adventure, gaining new fans everywhere she goes. Daisy laughs right from her belly, collapsing into such deep giggles that people can’t help but stop and laugh with her.
I missed her desperately in hospital. Siblings are welcome anytime on the ward, but only in full health, and a rotten cold and later, Impetigo meant Daisy’s visits weren’t as frequent as we’d have liked. Video calls made all the difference though and we were all buoyed by seeing her wave and kiss the screen in greeting. Being on the move so early meant she’s always been hard to photograph. She is almost never motionless, so a still image just doesn’t capture her boundless energy in the same way a video can. My personal favourite use of technology, was when Poppy and I used FaceTime to call Daisy on the Ipad early one morning after breakfast, only for Graham to coincidentally FaceTime my phone from his CLIC home from home. The closest all 4 of us had come to being in the same room together since this whole thing started and the wide smiles all round showed just what it meant to each of us.
Home now, we’re together again and Poppy summed it up perfectly when seated next to Daisy in the car, we heard her little voice say warmly: “It’s nice having Daisy back home again” x