A New Day

Yesterday was a rough day. As I was preparing to go to sleep on an arm chair in Tehilla's room, she woke up and looked around. She half smiled, reached for her Hello Kitty pillow and threw it up in the air. It hit her in the face and she laughed and said, "Whoa! What I doing, Ima?"

That was the most she has said post-op and it was a cute little window back into her personality. She sat up and blew a few bubbles and was herself for a few minutes. She then became tired again, threw up and had to lay down. It was the sweetest few minutes.

She had a pretty uneventful night, which is great. Now she is sleeping but starting to stir. It's a new day and with G-d's help, it will be a great one.