November...30 Days Of Thankfulness, Day Nine

Day nine of #30daysofThankfulness: I am so Thankful for Emlyn. She is so sweet, loving, caring, SELFLESS, smart, so beautifully unique, colorful, artistic, funny and happy. Quick story:
With this seizure disorder I have to be careful not to get really worked up because seizures feed off of adrenaline. So, if I get really scared and my adrenaline skyrockets I could have a seizure. I get scared of having a seizure with no one there with me, so someone has to stay up with me at night until I fall asleep, and if I wake up in the middle of the night I have to wake someone up to stay up with me until I fall back asleep. Emmy is always there. She stays up with me EVERY night without question. I'm so Thankful for our conversations and laughs during that time. I love our time together(even if it is in the middle of the night;)) I love the things we talk about and the way we freak out about every little thing. She is so Beautifully Unique, I love all the little weird things about her! So, for tonight, for tomorrow night, and for every night I am Thankful for Emmy.

Emmy is the adorable baby

us doing our birthday photo shoot with mom

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