Maya's special instructor, Virginia, brought over some ducklings today! (She's a teacher by day, special instructor by night, and the eggs were hatched in her classroom.) Maya and I were equally excited:
(gasp) Are those . . .
They are only 5 days old and super cute. We let them waddle around, drink and splash, eat some food. When I walked and did a birdy whistle they followed me like I was their mama duck! Maya was enthralled. Check out my future ornithologist:
Then one of the ducklings started pecking at her foot, which was hilarious:
And did you notice that right at the end of that video the striped duck was checking out Maggie (one of the Little People. Yes, we know their names.)? Well, Maya thought it was ridiculous that the ducks wanted to play with Maggie:
The second egg hatched this morning, and MP is now the proud mama to 2 very ugly baby pigeons :)
Miss Maya went to sleep tonight blissfully unaware that tomorrow morning we're heading to the hospital for her ABR. She's scheduled to start at 7:30, and we need to arrive at the hospital by 6, so it's going to be an early morning.
I can't help but feel like I'm betraying her when we head in for this kind of stuff. She has no idea what's going on, or why she can't eat or drink anything, and then is scared, and then feels miserable. I feel like I should have started my apologies tonight . . .
I'm sorry for misleading you into thinking this is just a normal night, little girl. Truth be told, early tomorrow we're going to whisk you out of here with no food or water and pass you over to a team in the hospital.
. . . and continue them straight through tomorrow afternoon . . .
I'm sorry that you're groggy and cranky and don't understand why.
I'm sorry that we have to keep waking you up to get you to drink when you just want to sleep it off.
I'm sorry because we chose this for you and you didn't even get a vote.
. . . ending with the grand finale of either . . .
I'm so sorry that we put you through this whole stupid test only to find out that your hearing was perfectly fine all along.
. . . or . . .
I'm so sorry that it took so long for us to figure out that you couldn't hear perfectly.
I will try to update the Facebook page when she is out and ok, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it from my phone. Thanks for the good thoughts and prayers. Although she's been sedated (3) other times, this is by far the longest procedure, and I can't help but be anxious (and apologetic).