The night that “Lala” got her name will be something I remember for the rest of my life. It was 3:00 in the morning. The whole house was silent and dark, except for one room. I was upstairs with the Tarzan family, all of them except for Lala had long since drank their fill of mothers milk and were off in dreamland. It was my second hour of trying to get this tiny, skin and bones, little puppy to eat.
I remember thinking to myself, “She just has to want to fight, she just needs to believe she can make it”. Unfortunately, I had no way of conveying that to her, nor did I think that me wanting it, even as intensely as I did, would make a difference.
In the moment, I felt rather helpless. Nothing I was doing seemed to be making a difference. Then the idea of giving her a name popped in my head. I realized that it was only a gesture, but it was all I had and if I came up with a really, really, really strong name then, maybe, she would find the strength to start fighting.
Malala Yousafzai is an extraordinary woman. Strong, resolute, and, most importantly, a fighter. As soon as I read her story, I knew that Lala had her name.
It seems far-fetched, even to me as I’m relaying this story, but the change after she got her name was miraculous. I had gotten her to eat a bit before I came downstairs to get a few minutes of sleep. I ended up resting for about an hr and when I got back upstairs she was actually trying to move around. This was a huge step for her. It was such an effort for her to hold her head up the night before and, even though, she was on very shaky legs, she was moving!
To my amazement, the moment I got her near her mom’s belly she started seeking out the nipple and actually LATCHED!
You may as well have given me the Nobel prize and had me win the lottery simultaneously. I was completely over the moon.
After that it was all uphill for my baby Lala. She turned into a rather small, but very happy and healthy little girl!
Which brings me to my news! My sweet girl found her forever home today! I am proud, sad, happy, and heartbroken all at the same time.
Congratulations my little girl!