I never thought being a parent would be so exhausting. Gracie takes all my time but thankfully I have Anthony to help out. He has changed so much in the last six months. I'm glad he was here the first few months while I was recovering from the accident. I'm shocked that he has stuck around this long. I wonder if anything ever happened to Gracie if he would have left back then.

To my surprise though...he is amazing with her, I don't know what made him think that he would turn out like his dad because he is nothing like him. They said that she was perfect but in the past six months I have noticed that she isn't doing what she should be doing, like sitting up and rolling over. I play with her all day and when Anthony gets home he takes over. We keep looking up ways to interact with her on the internet.

Sometimes I will call up the guys from the session. They all have great ideas and try to help as much as possible. But I still worry about her all the time. "Anthony...she should be at least rolling over...something has got to be wrong."

"She will be fine Sadie...she's just growing slowly give her time she went through a lot."

"I just think we need to get her checked out...I'm telling you something is wrong."

"Ok...she has her six month check up next week we will talk to the doctor and see what to do alright." He wraps his arms around me and then kisses me softly on the lips. "She is going to be fine, honey." He looks down at me and stares into my watery eyes. I know he doesn't want me to worry but I can't help it.

A week later we take her to the appointment. Dr. Walkin looks at her and then ask questions about how she is doing."I'm just concerned...she still not sitting up or rolling over on her own. Shouldn't she be doing that by now?"

"Yes...some do earlier...some later." He has her on the table and she is just laying there all content...not rolling over.

"We work with her all the time she's just not doing it...what do I do?"

"Well we could refer her to early intervention. They will do an assessment on her. If she qualifies they will make arrangements with you. Also we could do a referral for physical therapy if you want?"

"Yes...that is what I want. I don't want her to get behind."

Anthony speaks up, "What is causing her to fall behind doc...we have her in the floor all the time. We are constantly working with her. Do you think this had something to do with the accident?"

"Possibility...Is she eating all right?"

"Not really...I mean she takes her bottle but we tried to start the baby foods and she gags every time. Is that normal?"

"I would keep trying. She hasn't lost any weight and she's just a little low on her weight but not significant enough to order a swallow study. Now if for some reason she can't keep the weight on we will get that checked out as well...for now keep giving her cereal...maybe add some fruit in it."

"OK...thank you for listening." I pick her up and bounce Gracie in my lap.

"So the nurse will be in here in a few to give her the shots that she needs alright...if you need anything just call me alright you got my number."

"Thank you Dr. Walkin." I shake his hand and then Anthony shakes his hand. "I hate that she has to get shots." I tell Anthony.

"Yeah...me too but she needs them." He picks her up and walks around the room with her. He tosses her up in the air and she cackles. When the door opens up the nurse walks in with the needles in her hand. I let Anthony hold Gracie while they give her the shots. Of course she screams out and he starts soothing her, calming her down immediately. It amazes me how when he talks to her she calms down that fast. I let Anthony drive us back home and he carries her in. She is sound asleep and he puts her to bed.

When he comes back into the kitchen he wraps his arms around me while I'm at the sink. "Hey...you ok...you didn't say a word all the way home?"

"Anthony...what if something is really wrong...what if this causes other issues...this is all my fault...the stupid accident. What if being in the wreck caused this?"

"Hey...stop blaming yourself. You did not cause the accident there was nothing you could have done." He picks me up and sets me on the counter. He moves my hair out of my face and I try not to tear up. I know I shouldn't blame myself but I do. He leans into me and kisses me again...and again. We end up making out and it's funny how it takes my mind off of everything else that is going on in my little brain.

Two weeks later we have early intervention come out and they do this assessment on her. While we wait on the results we also take her to physical therapy for an evaluation and they said that she qualified for services. So we will be taking her to therapy once a week.Comes to find out...she also qualifies for early intervention. They say that they will send someone out to visit us in the house and they will work on her goals with us.

I am super nervous about others coming in to the home especially when Anthony is not at home. I like when he is around because he sees things differently than I do and he always makes thinks sound better.We tried to work it out so that he would also be home, but it's just not possible. He is finishing school and has to work in the afternoons so that leaves me doing all the therapies with her. He keeps reassuring me that I can do this and if anything when he gets home he will help as much as possible.

And he does...every single night he gets home ask about what we worked on and then he takes over. He is just amazing...