Confessions of a Blog Stalker

I've been doing a lot of thinking during the past few days about the word "perfect." I think these thoughts can be attributed to everything that has been going through my mind with Amelia. I really try to keep this blog lighthearted and I really don't want everything I write to be about her. But that is my life, so bear with me people without kids and those of you that cry easily.

I had an enlightening conversation with another parent who has 2 children with radial dysplasia last night on the phone. She gave me a lot of insight about coping with a child with a disability, otherwise termed a "hand difference." To sum it up, I have come to the conclusion that I am in need of an attitude adjustment. Because truthfully how Amelia will perceive herself in the years to come all boils down to my attitude about how I handle her difference.

When she was born, I felt she was imperfect. That is a very hard thing to admit. But really no one in this world is perfect. We all have issues that we deal with on a daily basis. We are all embarassed about something. But what if we just accepted these things and said, "So what." So what that I have a huge zit today on my forehead. So what if my second toe is longer than my big toe. So what that I can't see without glasses. You get the picture.

I don't expect that I will be able to say "So what" immediately. Every day I am working through this. God chose me to be her mom for a reason. And God chose us to be in this world even though we don't see ourselves as perfect. Because to Him everyone is perfect.

And yes, Amelia was playing with a wisk when this picture was taken (before surgery). She's easily entertained.