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Thankful Day 13

I am thankful for Daughter #5, who just happens to be child #11.  She is a very happy child and full of life.  She is a lover and not afraid to try something new.  That has been a plus for her.  She was born with a club foot.  A lot of babies born with a club foot is due to positioning while in the womb, you know a tight space for growing babe.  But her foot was formed that was from the beginning.  Being child #11 the doctor said she had more than enough room to move. 

Her toes were pointed up toward her nose.  She was in a cast, changed and foot repositioned weekly, for about 13 weeks, starting at one week old.  We used the Ponseti method.  During that time she had a heal cord release because her foot was by that time pointed down like a ballerina.  She also ended up with a half tendon transfer in her foot to pull her foot around.  To top off the surgery list she had her tibia and fibula rotated.  With that surgery she should have recovered in 6-8 weeks but ended up being 7 months because she lost bone growth.

Her feet are, and always will be two different sizes, they range about 2 1/2 sizes apart.  We are thankful that she can walk, run, jump, hop (not on her "llittle" foot), and yes, she even learned to ride a bike at the age of almost ten!  She did not have enough strength in her foot and leg to peddle a bike!  We never treated  her as if she was different.  You should see her play like she is a ballerina!  Amazing!

I love you Daughter, and very thankful for you!

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