Zoe's been awake alot. Sometimes fussing. Sometimes, just looking, her big (now greyish blue) eyes searching and studying. I think I bring this up a lot to you guys but it's almost surprising. Zoe sleeps a lot. So it catches you off guard to see these two big eyes out of what once was a deeply-sleeping kiddo.
Her breathing hasn't been to great lately. We've even tried a little oxygen on her over the weekend because her breathing pattern seemed so different.
Sometimes when you're feeling proud and happy and a little content with your poorly-breathing daughter, I do what I did Sunday - sit next to a toddler who was drinking 8-10 ounces and sitting up. He probably wasn't much older than Z, but it's obvious she's on a very, very different growth curve.
The most taxing part of raising Zoe is how slowly everything goes. Eating those two ounces can take many minutes. Calming her down after she loses it wailing crying can take a long while. It's raising a little baby - but with every step of her development retarded by her fight with life.
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