Lilah's cardiac MRI is scheduled for tomorrow. She will be intubated for the procedure and under general anesthesia. I don't like it, but it's necessary. Being intubated is no fun and I was hoping she'd only have to go through that once-when she had the open heart surgery. Waking up from anesthesia is no fun, either. I think I might have one not-feeling-so-good babe on my hands tomorrow. But she will be one step closer to repair.
Lilah is like a little tornado--always busy, on the go, and she eats as much as 3 babes (it takes a lot of calories to keep her heart working under its current condition). So from midnight on, she will be pretty miserable. No food or milk after midnight and only clear fluids up until 7 am. Right now, as we're battling time zones and adjusting to all the new, Lilah wakes up between 10:30 pm and 3 am for a midnight snack. Tonight, that will have to be chicken broth and jello. (So, if you hear the battle cries, you know where they're coming from :))
I headed to China with very few expectations. I thought Lilah might be tired, weak (Not A Chance). I wondered if she would have trouble adjusting (NOPE!). I hoped for the best, but knew it could be worstcase scenario (as far as her heart goes, it's neither). I'm going to write more on this later, as I know a lot of APs have concerns about this. Yes, we are facing more than we had hoped but I would do this all again in a heartbeat. My girl is perfect.
We're heading off for a swim now. It will be Lilah's first. She loves watching, but when we were washing the car yesterday, she definitely did not like getting wet. So I wonder how this afternoon's activity is going to go.

My two littles.
My girls.