My little miracle girl is now 3 years old. (She looked like this her first few days. She spent a total of 2 weeks in the neo-natal intensive care unit.) Where does the time go? One minute, she was born and promptly whisked off to the NICU, with no guarantee of returning. She was quite sick, but survived. Then, we were told that she could have some developmental delays as she grew older. The medical staff had no predictions, only precautions.
Jhyelle is doing wonderfully well! She’s happy, she’s growing, she’s developing and she’s healthy. My girl is all smiles and loves to have fun. She’s into the mimicking stage, where anything she finds remotely entertaining gets copies or repeated, as she erupts into giggles. Her vocabulary grows each day and she’s now speaking in sentences. She shocked me a few months ago, when she pointed to some letters on my shirt and named them–correctly! She’s growing up.
As a big sister, Jhyelle had adjust quite well. She can always be found touching, hugging and kissing her baby sister. She’s always trying to help care for her and keep her happy. Her appetite clearly comes from daddy. She’s also quite adventurous and seems to know no fear.
My dear preschooler is such a special part of our family–we’re so glad she’s here. It’s amazing how each child just fits so perfectly into their uniquely jigsawed design, as a part of our puzzle.
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| Opening a few gifts at her party. |