Her Face

The little strip of tape that so purposefully holds the feeding tube in place, the feeding tube that has allowed my child to gain weight, weight that is so desperately needed...also hides her beautiful face. Words can't express what it feels like not knowing what your child's face looks like. For the last three months, I haven't gotten to see the changes in my sweet Anslie's face because of that little mask.

Anslie got her tube out today! The final formula feed was eliminated because she gained her minimum. How thrilled am I? It brings tears to my eyes to see my sweet daughter's face again, a little scuffed and scarred, but more beautiful that I could have ever thought possible. This is Anslie.






Okay...so maybe her face isn't always smashed up against a window. But I am grateful for these squishy-faced pictures because she wouldn't have wanted to do this with a tube running through her nose. Thank God for medicine and doctors! I thank him even more that we don't need them so desperately any more!