"Perfect Little Me"
Perfect Little Me was originally created as a means to provide information for Tatiana's family and friends. The process of writing about Tatiana's condition has been a process of healing that is very much in line with Tatiana's journey through life. The site has since evolved into a catch-all space for a mother who struggles to make the world a more just and loving place for the benefit of her little fighter.
When we think of babies, we imagine perfection. Tatiana reminds us that perfection comes in many forms; she reminds us that all children are perfect and that they have much to teach us by way of resiliency, hope, and healing.
When we think of babies, we imagine perfection. Tatiana reminds us that perfection comes in many forms; she reminds us that all children are perfect and that they have much to teach us by way of resiliency, hope, and healing.
About Tatiana
Tatiana is a fairly happy baby, with chubby cheeks and a smile that warms the heart. She was born in April of 2009 with esophageal atresia and tracheoesophageal fistula (EA/TEF), along with a few other complications. Shortly after, she was diagnosed with VACTERL Association. Many of her abnormalities are internal and affect critical parts of her digestive system. As a result, Tatiana has required a few surgeries to "correct" these anomalies. Her last surgery was a colostomy closure very close to her 1st birthday. 
She is now a thriving six year old well past her terrible twos and beyond her tremendous threes, past the flourishing fours and fabulous fives, and just completed kindergarten as a sassy six year old who has yet to lose any of her baby teeth. To learn more about this little fighter's journey, click on our story. |
Perfect Little Me In my mommy's little tummy I grew the perfect me, Tatiana is what they named me; I’m perfect so you see . . . I’m a perfect little child with a perfect set of toes A perfect little child With a perfect little nose I’m the perfect little me With a twinkle in my eye A perfect little me Mommy please don’t cry A perfect little me With a perfect little face A perfect little me Although, nothing's in it’s place So … I ask you when you see me With all my scars and supposed flaws Don’t cry, or stare, or shy away Because you know, I was born this way It’s made me stronger every day In all my perfect little ways. This poem is dedicated to Tatiana: A strong little woman in the making; you’ve endured more than most little souls. -M.C. |
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