Elizabeth while trying to get out of her bedtime routine was making face in the mirror asked 'Mom, why is one nose a circle and the other a rectangle?'. Elizabeth is referring to something I thought only I notice, from being intubated nasally she has a small cleft on one nostril. I went on to explain to her that when she was born she was very tiny, like a baby bird and she needed lots of help to breath and eat and grow from all her Dr's and nurses and that a tube that helped her breath gave her a 'dimple' in her nose that makes her unique. I thought this was the end of discussion but the other day she asked again about her nose and inquired if they were going to fix it to be the same and she wanted it fixed. I replied no it is perfect and kissed her nose.
My very thoughtful Aunt years ago bought me a book which I had tucked away about the story of a warrior who was a preemie, this warrior battled many things from his little time capsule and one day was able to go home to his loving family. This book and looking at her baby pictures so far are keeping her happy but I dread the day she asks why she walks differently. I again will tell her the story of the little warrior but inside my heart will be breaking.