Milla Makes Mischief

Little Milla. What can I say about thee? Where do I start!

There's something you need to understand about Miss Milla (aka The Blue-eyed Devil). You see she is somewhat of a miracle really. When I was 20 weeks pregnant with her and having gone through the entire 20 weeks with horrible and debilitating sickness, we received some shocking news. Our tiny little growing jellybean baby was sick, seriously sick. Milla's spinal cord was exposed outside of her body and her brain couldn't efficiently drain fluid and was in dire need of corrective surgery. She has Spina Bifida and Hydrocephalus. We were devastated.

The next 18 weeks were long and difficult and we resented the fact that her looming birth was something we feared rather than looked forward to. When the time came she arrived to two anxious parents and a birth suite filled with all sorts of specialists and was promptly whisked away for examination and to be prepped for her first of two surgery's.

Typical to her 'little trooper' demeanour that we've grown to love the not even one day old tiny bubba had spinal surgery within the first few breath's of life and needed nothing more than a little Panadol for pain relief! Can you believe it? I can hardly survive a simple headache without sucking down the Panadeine Fort! Then a week later she did it all over again this time for brain surgery.

She's overcome all sorts of obstacles since then. We were told she wouldn't sit, stand or walk and she did them all and more. She's known in our house for managing to reach all sorts of unbelievable heights without any knowledge of how she got there (we suspect she may secretly have wings!)

So now you understand that even though she 'decorates' the walls with textas, gives her sister the occasional whack and climbs into the baby's cot with a stolen bottle of bubble mix, I don't mind so much ..... better a life with messy walls than one without our Blue-eyed Devil .....