The origin of a name...

So in case you did not catch it, the name of my blog is "How sweet the sound". Pretty catchy eh? (Whenever I say "eh", I think of my sister...I dont really know why). Back to the blog title...well, this title comes from the second line of the song "Amazing Grace" (which I did not come up with). This blog name could not fit my life more perfectly. I have a daughter who in my most clear definition, is amazing and guess what? Well, by golly her name is Grace.

The name of this blog fits me perfectly because I consider myself to be incredibly blessed in all that I have. I have a beautful family and home, a job that I love, and friends near and far. And even though there are many more reasons to state why this blog name fits me perfectly I will only bring up one more. My little one was born with C.H.A.R.G.E. Syndrome. Charge is a very complex thing, which I will probably talk about in a later blog because frankly, it is 1:41 in the morning and I have to be up in about 6 hours. The part that I would like to mention right now is the letter E in the acronym C.H.A.R.G.E. The E stands for ears. Grace was born with severe/profound hearing loss and was fitted for hearing aides when she was exactly 4 months old and then when she was 14 months old she had a cochlear implant placed in her left ear. Say what you want about CIs, but this is the decision we made as a family because it is what we felt would be of most benefit for our daughter. Since the surgery we have seen an unbelievable improvement in Grace's speech and language development.

This bring me back to my blog name.This is the part where I promise I will not cry. I promise. I think. Well, maybe. How sweet the sound. How sweet the sound. It is amazing, a miracle, to experience your child hearing something that they have never heard before. My biggest joy in life is interacting with my daughter and seeing the wonder in her eyes when she hears something. You do not realize how much you adore this until it is there in front of you. I have learned to not take things for granted. Even the small things, like making a big deal about the sound it makes when you are setting up your Christmas tree. We had an entire speech/language experience all because of the sound fake tree branches make when they are coming out of a box.

Speaking of name origins, it drives me nuts that I cannot remember the conversation that Jeff and I had when we decided on our daughter's name. The dreamer in me would like to say that at the exact moment Jeff and I chose the name Grace, was when God decided who he was going to give to us. I am not an incredibly religious person, but I would like to think that he looked at us at that moment and thought "they're ready."

Oh, and btw...yes, I said fake tree. This is the first time EVER that I have a fake tree. While it certainly is cleaner and easier to set up, I miss the smell of pine. And that reason alone is why I am going to weasel my way into getting a real one next year! Shhh don't tell Jeff.

Well, my amazing Grace is going to be awake so, so soon. It is funny to think I used to sleep until noon. ha. Goodnight world