One year ago I gave birth to a precious little girl, Rosalie. Though she is small, she is MIGHTY. She currently says two words: “done” and “yay!” Both are incredibly telling of her joyful, feisty personality; she exudes happiness and is generally delighted by all that life has to offer, but she has always made it perfectly clear to everyone when she is just…over it. She found her voice at birth out of necessity, effectively communicating her likes, dislikes, wants, and needs – loudly – to anyone who will listen and respond accordingly. If this is a glimpse at how she will advocate for herself in life I could not be happier – because she will need to learn how to advocate for herself as she grows.
Rosalie was born with hydrocephalus, a brain condition with no cure that currently has only one treatment: brain surgery. She had her first brain surgery at two days old and has had a total of 4 brain surgeries to date. My husband and I were thrown quickly into the world of special medical needs parenting, but when Rosalie was 7 months old we were sent reeling by a new diagnosis: Cortical Visual Impairment (CVI).