I asked her why not, and told her that I knew she'd make a great mommy one day (very, very far into the future!)
And then she said as if her five year old heart had held this thought captive for a while, "I don't want to have a baby because it might have spina bifida."
And in that moment my five year old expressed my deepest unspoken fear.
Without a moment to think I began to question, "So that might mean if you had a baby with Spina Bifida he or she might have to have some therapy, right? You love Mrs. Cindy, Mrs. Jillian and Mrs. Melanie. That wouldn't be so bad to have therapy would it?"
She smiled and said, "No."
|Our Super PT removing Eli's cast in our kitchen! Above and beyond the call of duty!|
Then I said, "And it might mean that your baby would have to wear afo's or braces, use a walker or wheelchair. You might have to go see Mr. Maurice a lot to get fitted for new Afo's. That's not too hard is it?"
And again she said, "No."
|The braces so far...|
|Eli is doing super with his walker. He is getting forearm crutches tomorrow.|
And then I reminded her how much we would miss everyday without a little brother! Yes, there have been some challenges, but he makes up for it a thousand times over with his joy and sweetness. And she laughed and agreed.
|The one and only time all 3 kids will match...says daddy! Such a happy boy!|
|They fight over who gets to sit by Eli!|
And then I am pretty sure both of our hearts felt better.