88 Months

Li Yu Ming was every bit as sickly and frail as Tan Yunxian had told me she would be, making the nights I spent by her side more stressful then ever as I tried my hardest to make sure she had everything she needed and that she was taken care of properly.

Her sister, Li Yue, seemed intrigued and curious about her, and there was little I could extrapolate from the interactions between a new born babe and a year old girl that seemed to be attached to anyone who treated her well; I could only hope that my eldest daughter would grow up to be as accepting and loving as she was as a baby, and I hoped that my own parenting would counteract the cues that she might pick up from watching her Mom.