Little things

It has been five months since the hospital became our second home.

One of the things life has taught me during this time is how to be happiest with the smallest of achievements. Like, our baby girl opening her eyes half-way. As if just to greet us and show us she is and will be ok. Or, like a nurse taking away one patch from her little body. One patch!

Counting those patches kept me sane on many days.

It was like the biggest step towards home.