Saturday morning will be remembered as the day our lives were changed forever. We went and picked out Makayla’s wish. On Christmas morning, when we visited the puppies, Makayla fell in love with the puppy with the black dog collar. She was still available. It was destiny. We brought her home. It was like bringing home a baby. We allowed her in only two rooms, the family room and our bedroom. Since it was Holly’s first night at home, we decided to follow the method that said to keep her in our bedroom for three nights at bedtime. I felt like it was having a baby all over again. Only because when I had my daughter, I did not have the hearing impaired baby monitor that signaled us when we cannot hear when we go to sleep without our hearing devices on. Frequently, I woke up checking on her. Again, I did this same method with Holly. Mother instincts soundlessly.
Monday was our New Year. After chasing the holidays, lack of sleep before and after Holly’s arrival, keeping up with myself and my daughter. Monday was a long day of frustrations picking up after my daughter and the puppy while being a zombie, so we watched “To Joey, With Love” after dinner. It’s recommended to watch! Available at Hobby Lobby! I decided to take a bath to destress and take care of myself. Honestly, my desire was relaxing time to myself. Makayla had to brush her teeth before bed. She pulled the curtain, and said to me “Mom, you are taking a bath! Why?” Meanwhile, Holly peed and pooped. Makayla stumbled over my clothes and it got onto Holly’s urine mess. I instructed her calmly to clean it up. She really wanted to take care of me.
Makayla decided to put the bath bomb in to help to make my bath extra special. Pale pink fizzled away. Then she decided to apply cucumber facial mask on me.Her cold hands gently touched my cheeks. I closed my eyes and I prayed. Meanwhile, it brought me to a memory of when she was a few months old. For her first year of her life, I was busy taking care of my grandmother with Alzheimer’s and my infant daughter at the same time. There were days when I had to take a long hot shower while she was in her bouncer, sleeping. Here we are, she is nine years old taking care of me during my special bath.
This is us. We are like Rory and Lorelai from Gilmore Girls,
we are best friends,
we have each other,
we are mother and daughter,
we are hearing and silent -helping each other to survive this world together.
Beautiful mess. Beautiful silence. Beautiful love.
Hearing Impaired single mother and teacher aide at a hearing impaired oral preschool program. An author of "Turn The Lights On, I Cant Hear You".