special needs..., need special love.

Dove is forgiven of course.

I am a bag full of feelings with an abdomen feeling like a punching bag.
I am sad angry and I just love my sweet daughter so much.
The nausea medication is helping me and the pain medication is too.
She (Dove) is so hurt in her sweet spirit that she lost control and hurt me.
Oh it takes special love to understand and help a special needs child.
I needed God to empower me with that ability today.
I just could not do this alone.
I will miss out on my long awaited date with Mr U. and I am sad and angry about that. The day was so cool he took them hiking and then to a large park to paddle boat. I missed out.
I... well I took pain medication and nausea medication and slept. Bad dream after bad dream. I think it is the remnants of the morphine at the hospital. I need rest and I awake feeling so weird not having a clear mind. The dreams seam to snag me.
For those of you out there trying and doing your best with your sweet babies (growing children) that are different, special. You (we) are not a lone.
I think God is going to just make us able...
Come in where we are just flat out weak, and make us strong.
Heart broken and a bit crest fallen Your friend.