when . . .
You're just so thrilled to see poop at all that you don't mind cleaning it up!
Or you've quit worrying about telling people what her trach does and started just telling them it's a necklace. . . . And you don't hesitate grabbing somebody else's kid who decides they'd like to take that necklace.
Or you answer that stranger's pitying, "Oh is she okay?" question with, "Yep, just fine, and you?"
Or you've quit worrying about the vomit streaks on your clothing "as long as it doesn't smell too bad."