Our Sweet Ellie

*this post was written on October 1st but not posted until December 7th. Ellie is FINE :)
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Our poor little baby is sick :( It's not terrible, but it's not good either. After story time at the library yesterday Auntie D and I and I headed back into the big city to visit "our baby" again (after all she was TWICE as old as when we saw her on Tuesday afternoon!) and when we walked into the hospital room...no Ellie...and no S...and L's face was all red and blotchy. I knew immediately something was up. L explained that Ellie was in the nursery with the doctor, she has an infection in her lungs and her breathing is just not right.
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My heart stopped.

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Sweet Ellie...who has already claimed a huge chunk of my heart that didn't even exist before she joined the world...Sweet Ellie...who's parents' love just SHINES in their eyes and their smiles...Sweet Ellie...my sister's first grandchild, my sister who has already suffered more heartbreak than anyone ever should...

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Our Sweet Ellie is sick.

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BUT, she's better today. In 24 hours she has gone from IV antibiotics and a feeding tube to just the IV and being able to nurse again in her Mama's arms. But she's not out of the woods yet. She will be in the hospital for several more days, maybe even a week. We're still waiting for test results and we don't know what those test results will show but the doctors are being proactive instead of reactive and treating her before they're even sure what's wrong.

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Our poor baby...my heart is breaking in a way I didn't think was possible.

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Iz and I are hoping to visit on Saturday after ballet and I am hoping that Ellie will be able to leave that boring old hospital and head home with her Dad and Mom where she belongs.