When I look at my five year old now as she darts from activity to activity with an enthusiasm that cannot be bottled I can’t believe just how far she has come. This time last year I was reluctant to let her her start school, I wanted to keep her close and safe in my arms. The girl that would never be able to keep up with her friends due to hip dysplasia or so I thought. However instead she has taken to everything with determination and guts. This year I have watched as she made new friends and tried new things. She has joined in with PE and ran in sports day races more recently she has sailed, I cannot be prouder.
Earlier in the year she asked if she could start ballet. Ballet I thought, that graceful art form. Where body control and poise were at its finest. I said yes like I always do when the children want to try something new. Big sister Chloe is a beautiful dancer with ten years worth of lessons under her belt. She dances en pointe with control and finesse. Erin wears clumpy orthotics in her shoes to support her ankles. I have sat through many festivals and performances over the years and been captivated with the music, costumes and dance.
Yet more recently it was Erin’s turn to shine as it was parent watching at her class. Erin took to ballet and quickly followed up with tap and modern. When I watch her do anything like this my tears quickly fall, they prick the back of my eyes and I can’t see her doing these things without another
image in my mind. In my mind I always compare the history of her in spica with the image in front of me. I remember what her surgeon has achieved to give her back this childhood. Without his expertise Erin would still be limping, without his commitment and research her shallow hip and deformed femoral head might not be renewing itself.
So Erin will stand in her pink tutu and flex those naughty toes and good toes. She will gallop in circles and the sparkle will be in her eye as I watch her in her first Dance recital. Her big sister will do the same and whilst their skills are far apart I will be looking at Chloe and wondering wether that will be Erin in the future.
Dance has been a big part of Chloe’s childhood and I am so pleased that she took it up all those years ago. Chloe walks tall and beautiful and holds herself with such grace. Hyper mobility can lend itself to dance as both my girls can make beautiful lines and extensions. Whilst I once wondered whether Erin would ever walk and now love watching her dance with that determination.
disclosure: this is a collaboration.