Eden has fingers again!

OK, to be fair, she always had fingers, she just couldn't use them because they were covered in her dressings. But today her fingers were sprung from their gauze prison, and little Eden re-discovered picking up Cheerios the old way and feeding herself, holding toys in one hand, and all other sorts of fine motor magic.

The doctor's appointment went as well as we could possibly hope today. The doctor said that her hands look great. She won't need surgery anytime in the near future, as far as he can tell. He also authorized much smaller bandages, so her fingers and forearms are exposed now. And he said we could give her a bath - she hadn't had a bath since September 9. That's 27 days.

All day long I was looking forward to giving that little girl a bath. I was totally fixated on that little tiny detail - it was the thing I couldn't wait for. I left work and skipped to the T, came home and scarfed down my dinner so that we could get to it. She loved the bath, just like normal. She splashed and giggled and smiled and loved on her ducks! I know it seems strange, it seems so little, but that was such an amazing moment. For some reason it became the symbol of the beginning of the end of this whole ordeal, and I get all teary-eyed just thinking about it.

It's almost a little weird to see her use her hands like it's no big deal. It's amazing that she can just pick right back up where she left off, but I'm so used to her having to struggle that it's strange to see her do things with such ease. But it is beautiful.

I am so thankful that God has answered our prayers and healed our baby.