She's baaaaack!

Well, almost!  We still have a little bit to go, but compared to yesterday, we are miles ahead.  She still is a bit grumpy during wake times (understandably), and her appetite is still not all the way back.  But when I saw her sitting in the floor today across from her sister laughing and throwing toys, I couldn't help but to cry.  It was such a beautiful sight... plus, I am exhausted, so Hallmark commercials are making me cry lately. 
We still have a long ways to go before we are totally back.  She still needs a lot of attention and is a pain to feed and give medicine to.  We have to tiptoe the line between forcing her to eat and not making her so mad she begins to hate eating.  So, bottle time hasn't been a lot of fun.  There is a lot of screaming and hyperventilating.  For those of you who don't know, Maddie had major eating problems when she was between 4-12 months.  She refused to nurse/drink bottles.  There were days she would only drink 10-12 oz. all day and even had to be hospitalized due to dehydration. She went through numerous test, medications and pediatric gastroenterologists and we were never given an official diagnosis (the best guess was severe esophagitis).   So.... I am saying all this because bottle time for our family is a very sensitive time.  Our hand has been burned on the stove many times because of bottle feedings and so when Mia is having problems with it, we automatically cringe.  Please pray that I have no anxiety when it comes to feeding time.
Our other problem is what I mentioned in the last post, which is her resistance to most all that we do.  She weeps when we feed her, change her diaper or come near her with a medication syringe.  I know this will take time, but my heart is so saddened to see her like this. 
She is also having some separation anxiety (again, understandably so).  Tonight, Drew, Maddie and I snuck away for 2 hours to go out to eat and watch Maddie's Christmas musical at her school.  My mom and Drew's mom and dad stayed behind to watch Mia and she cried almost the entire time.  Once we returned, she was as happy as a lark.  Poor baby.  
Drew and I are of course overly exhausted.  She requires dedicated attention and extra effort on very simple things, so can be so tiring.  We are also setting our alarms for every two hours to check on her in the middle of the night.  
So, please pray for: her appetite to increase, her trust to be restored and for Drew and I to have renewed energy. 
I plan on posting lots of pictures of her journey tomorrow.  I wanted to wait until I knew she was home and okay before posting them, but I think I'm ready.  We love and value your thoughts and prayers and we hope that you will continue to keep us there!