Monday, October 24, 2011
So, she is doing good and we as a family still seem to be okay. There are days I wonder if all the unspoken hurts and disappoints will haunt us forever or if we'll be able to forgive and forget and move on. I guess time will tell.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
So I said Anxious in the title of this post because I am! Last week I started to get this feeling of dread in me. One I've felt before. The feeling that something bad is coming. Something, but what?!?! Was it that Brent had a hard day at work? Is it finances stressing me and leaving me feeling hopeless? I push back to the back of my mind that it is NOT the return of Cancer! Its NOT!!! She is fine and as I type that I can honestly say I half way believe it. This past year I've believed it. I had a scare but figured out she can get a fever and it will be fine. But this is different. The knot that was in my stomach all this week and half of last week is now in my throat! This was not a feeling I was expecting to have. I wasn't expecting to have any feelings honestly. I was expecting to truck right along with this appointment as I have the past 6. Routine check up and then on with life. I'm not though. I wish it were finances or something else giving me this dread. Not cancer. ViviAnne is ALIVE and HAPPY and SMART and WONDERFUL and I'm sitting here about ready to throw up! Ugh. It is gonna be a long day and night and then after tomorrow when they tell me she is still cancer free I hope the 8 weeks between appointments don't bother me. I hope I just truck right along. Ugh
Please pray for a family. Jeremy Bartlett lost his fight to ALL yesterday. He was 19. His mother really needs prayers. Her mother passed away yesterday afternoon too. If I am remembering correctly Jeremy was diagnosed a couple months after Viv. When I found out last night about him getting his wings my heart hurt. Really hurt. To fight for so long and be so young. It is never fare. Nothing about Cancer is fare. Everyone who has ever fought or is still fighting has people that love them and don't want to see them endure the pain. Everyone has a story. Love and prayers to Paula and others out there hurting from Cancer.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Don't take any of that as me being somehow ungrateful that she is 11 months cancer free cause I am NOT ungrateful. I thank the Lord every day for my kids and their health and their LIVES!!! I am very grateful!! I am just real about it. The percentage of this or that happening means nothing to me. I am trying to live a healthy life physically and spiritually and mentally and I am trying to raise my kids to be healthy in those ways too. That is the best we can do. The rest is out of our hands. Let me see if I can break down my thoughts on statistics when it comes to cancer. A doctor told a friend of mine something to this extent (it is not verbatim).....if you make it cancer free for 5 years your chances of living longer without cancer increases than if you only make it 3 years cancer free. WHAT?!?! Yeah, you just lived cancer free for 5 years rather than 3, you just lived 2 more years of cancer free!! Now, I realize he could have meant your chances after beating cancer for a second time but still, the way the stats are presented and manipulated just render them useless to me.
I have complete peace that ViviAnne is fine and cancer free tonight and will wake up tomorrow in the same exact cancer free place. The rest is outta my hands. Thank goodness!!!
SO, she is 6 and Cancer Free and this year life is far less stressful than it was last year and the year before that AND the year before that!!
Monday, August 22, 2011
I was thinking the other day while I was making the bed, cause that particular task does not take a lot of brain power, how people kept telling me that if I could just hang on during treatment that I would get my baby back. I pondered that statement, and have many times, usually coming up with the fact that I"m angry because I didn't get her back! I have had to re learn her and I've had to forgive myself for the times I didn't realize it was the drugs and just over all feeling like crap that caused her to behave a certain way. Anyway, this day while making the beds and pondering I realized that in reality getting her back was not truly ever an option for us. She was 2 when she was diagnosed. She was 5 and a half when the drugs were supposed to be gone and she'd "come back". But the fact of the matter is she did in fact grow and change and came out the other side a different person. We all did. So I really shouldn't be angry that I didn't get her back. I should be thankful that she is who she is and that she is this little tender hearted, mothering, smart girl who has an old soul and who is very intuitive. So intuitive! She can read a situation and understand it on a level that other kids her age can't. It sometimes makes the social aspect of her life harder but as a friend of mine pointed out that gift of hers will be a great asset as an adult and teenager which is really what is important!! It's the long haul to look at not the immediate.
She is so amazing! She watches out for her brother and he loves to be with her. He is so sweet! Sweet and funny and I love the fact that they have a bond that is so strong!!
Our little family is growing and finding our way and I have a strong faith in the fact that we will be strong and wonderful for many years to come, regardless of what else gets thrown at us. It is like Brent told our kids, we believe that God is in control of our lives and will always do what is best for us so in reality we don't need to worry, cause God is in control!!
"God's way is perfect" Psalm 18:30
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Chicago was great! ViviAnne was so good. She walked and walked Michigan Avenue with us and took an hour and a half Architecture Boat tour without complaint. Considering her time to the American Girl Doll Place was not until the second day of our trip she did great behaving!! It was wonderful to enjoy her and see what a big girl she is becoming. I thought about how far she's come in the past 3 years. How much she has changed and endured and came out the other side of it smart, sweet and tender hearted. Now, she is still incredibly head strong and a handful at times but I have to remind myself that this fight that is naturally inside of her has been a blessing for her. The fight and do not back down stance she takes with me is the exact kind of character she needed to beat cancer. To not fear it but take it head on! And this is who she is! And I love her for all of it!!!
So we have another big milestone to celebrate this year during this time of year. Her very FIRST tooth came out!! No taking in heavy doses of chemo and steroids but rather losing a tooth was her reality this year! I pulled it for her and she was amazed at how some thing that could bleed like that did not hurt. She has a proud smile showing off the hole in her teeth!
Three years have past and I can honestly, HONESTLY say that we are a joyful home. I gave good lip service to us being fine but the truth was we were as fine and as happy as we good be. I just need to learn to accept the feelings for what they are/were and not put so much pressure on myself and my family to be a certain way. But I have been trying to let that go and when I think about it we are joyful and happy just the way we are. With all of our noise and mistakes and fears I wouldn't really change much about us, or our past. It has made us, us. I can sit around and wish cancer hadn't happened to my baby but it did. It is what it is. We are moving on. We still carry our scares and I still can't look at pictures of the past but I'm not gonna beat myself up about any of that. It is what it is. And I'm not gonna feel guilty that this past week wasn't some how "memorialized" as it has been in the past. It didn't phase me and I think that is a good thing.
So she is gearing up for Kindergarten and she is full of nervous and excited feelings. My job is to help her deal with those feelings and experiences. It will be new and a challenge but we'll figure it out and learn as we go just like we did with cancer.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
ViviAnne has been the honored Girl of the Year for the Leukemia Lymphoma Society for a fundraising campaign they do each year. She was on a local television news show and said "Thank you" into the microphone in front of about 200 people at the final event. She is learning to speak to adults at these functions and behave appropriately. Honestly, she does a wonderful job with all the attention at those kind of things. It takes about 30 minutes to get warmed up to the idea of lots of adults talking to her and wanting her picture taken with them but once she gets used to it she is all smiles and high fives and giggles. She really does great! We are trying to teach her that now is our time to give back! To show our love and support to other Cancer Fighters out in the world like people did for us. To teach her that it is not all about her any more. (I'll admit, the later is harder to teach.) But parenting is a marathon, this is something I have to remind myself. She may "get it" one moment and then not the next. Of course, adults are that way too.
OH, she also is getting involved in the American Girl Doll fundraising for Kosair Hospital. It is a group of women and girls who do things all American Girl Doll themed and raise money for the hospital. She went to a day at a horse farm to ride ponies and learn how to groom them and even painted one all while being in the theme of the American Girl Doll, Felecity. She loved it! We will do another event this fall. The money will go to build pods for the NICU at Kosairs. Trying to make the families feel more private while they struggle with their new babies who are struggling.
So, the giving love side of this cancer journey is exciting. I feel a great sense of responsibility to give it all back/pay it all forward! To say thank you to everyone who prays, gave money, sent food and/or cards or just read the blog to check on us. Banding together is what it takes. And many times families don't get that. They either don't live near family or for one reason or another it just doesn't happen. That is another part of LLS and Kosair that many people don't realize. They help the families who are need of help when no one else can. I'm seeing and hearing more and more how the donation dollars make a difference. And I'm finding the deeper understanding of how blessed we really have been. I've known it but now that the clouds are lifting I'm understanding it on a deeper level.
I hope everyone is enjoying their summers!!
Matthew: 25: 34-36, 40
34Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. 35For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, 36 I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.' '. . . . 40And the King will answer them, 'Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these, my brothers, you did it to me.'
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Anyway, I told you all that to tell you this. Saturday was the Mini Marathon in Louisville for the Kentucky Derby festival. Kim, Brent's mom, walked it and some other friends walked and ran it. ViviAnne on the other hand was not able to go watch because she had dance pictures!! So fun! We did make-up and full dress for her upcoming ballet recital. She missed her pictures last year from being too sick and in the hospital. Then she and I hung out with my Mom for a bit and then when we got home the kids and I were outside for 5 hours straight!!! Playing with the neighbor and working in the yard and both the kids played in the hose and were wet down to their undies!! It was great!! They were great!! No big fights only one freak out from Viv but it was very short and I kept my cool with the whole thing! (This is HUGE for us!) It was just a great day!!! And we were exhausted from all our play!!
Sunday I woke up feeling horrible!! Brent even commented that I looked like I was about to throw up and might wanna lay back down and not worry about the dirty kitchen, the dishes aren't going anywhere. Is this my husband? But I really did feel like crap. The kids were kinda grouchy but not terrible and we had a Medals 4 Mettle Awards ceremony too. Now neither Brent nor I really wanted to go. But I had told the ladies at the clinic we would be there. Medals 4 Mettle is when a U of L medical student trains and runs the Mini Marathon in honor of a Pediatric Cancer patient and then gives their Medal to the patient. Last year Viv never got to do this because she was too sick and in the hospital. But even though Brent and I really didn't want to go we went anyway. And I am so glad we did!! We heard Dr. B, the head of the clinic, speak about how important he thinks it is that these young aspiring doctors put faces, names, and reality to the diagnosis they are learning about in textbooks. That they learn first hand the PEOPLE that go with these diseases and their fights and see their courage first hand. To GIVE BACK to their fellow man! How awesome he is to be trying to instill this in his students. We heard from student runners, a Mom of a patient and from a 14 year old boy who is a patient and what Medals 4 Mettle meant to him. It was great! I am so thankful we did it. Because this is what is about for me now. Giving it back, paying it all forward. And I need/want to get to that state of mind on a more consistent basis.
When we got home ViviAnne said she was so excited for her "Graduation at school". You see, this time last year she was already pulled from school. She missed out on all of May and most of April so she never got to make the secret Father and Mother gifts or learn the graduation songs or do the Stick Horse Derby races and there was no end of year picnic for her. She just left school one day and never went back. She was in the hospital, and too sick when she got out too. Are you picking up on the trend here? This time last year Viv was in the fight, I mean really in the fight. Transfusions and relapse and transplants were all swirling around us. She remembers watching the Derby fireworks from the hospital window but nothing of school stuff. All last week I could tell she was so excited to go to school. She would be fully dressed and by my bed at 6:30 AM!! I knew they were doing fun stuff but hadn't thought that she would remember that this was all stuff she missed out on.
So the month of May is crazy for us. We have stuff all through the month. And as annoyed as Brent is with it all, he is so busy with work this extra stuff is stressful, I'm trying to just take it all in. Take it all in and run with it. Not get stressed and pissy. Not get short tempered or have anxiety attacks. But rather remember how thankful I am and should be that she is here this year! Here and not still fighting!!! Here with great counts (had them checked Friday) and excited to be a 5 year old Graduating from Pre-K! And I can cry because she is growing up. Even though the tears are mixed with tears of anxiety for fear that cancer will return too soon, thankfulness that she was spared and is still here with me, happy that she gets to live a 5 year old life outside of a hospital and wonder at how she can still bring people to their knees with her honesty and verbal skills! And that is all okay.
I'm trying to learn to accept for emotions, have them and then move on.
So as we enter Derby week I'm going to try to live in this moment. Show my thankfulness that she is here and not where we were last year and thankful that she didn't lose her fight. Live my thankfulness and smile and run and play and just be. I've tried to be present in the moments of my kids lives and I think these past 4 months I didn't do so hot. I was too wrapped up in my own anxiety and crap inside myself. The negative talk started to over take me again and being there at Medals 4 Mettle today I was reminded to stop it. To embrace my life even though it didn't play out like I thought it would. Even though I feel and know we are a lucky one I need to live that feeling!!! To give back to those around me. Cause the ones around me the most are little and looking up to me to guide them. And I don't want to guide them with all this anxiety. It is like I say to my children, "it's not always all about you." Well, it's not all about me either.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
On the topic of health, last week was Spring Break. Both the kids had a G.I. Bug. Not at the same exact time but back to back from one another. So the ENTIRE week we had to stay close to home and a bathroom. Thankfully our kids are young enough that they don't look forward to being off of school like older kids do so for them it was just another week at home sick. No big deal.
Allergies have started to give us some grief but not as bad as last year. Hopefully it will stay mild for us because allergies are just annoying!!
With only about a month left of school for us we are already starting to think about next school year. On one hand I hate to do that but on the other I also love to plan. Especially when it comes to school stuff! I just get so excited for them! I also want to make the right choices for them so I think about it quite a bit. It is kind of an uncomfortable feeling to have only school decisions to make and not have them overshadowed by cancer decisions. Uncomfortable because it is a new/unknown feeling but one I'm welcoming and getting used to.
Hope everyone is enjoying their Spring and that whatever troubles/struggles you are facing you will find the strength/humility to turn towards God and turn it over to Him.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
We are on Spring Break this week but in typical fashion for our family we have a sick kid! Coop has had some G.I think since Saturday night and the occasional fever flare up. The fevers are very occasional and I thought the G.I stuff was over but alas he is back at it again.
This makes two months in a row that every single week a kid has been sick with either a fever or stomach issues. They both can't seem to kick it! I am thankful we are not in the hospital!! But seriously I am like any other Mom, I would like my kids to be healthy!!
This too shall pass!
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Yesterday, Cooper had his 4 year old check up. I know, I'm 2 months late. Anyway. He is doing great! He is 75-90% in height and 75% in weight. He is a good little guy. They did a CBC and his blood work looked perfect!! YAY!!! They also gave him 5 shots in his legs. 3 in one leg and 2 in the other. So last night he ran a slight fever, threw up once and completely gave up on walking by dinner. This morning he wasn't much into walking but I told him if he could not walk he could not go to school. And today was a big day for him, he was the show and teller! So by lunch he was walking better and went to school. He said he put his picture on "Grumpy" for the "How are you feeling today chart". That is fine. I'd be grumpy too. He is night and day compared to Viv when it comes to everything. Including medical procedures. I am still figuring him out and his needs when it comes to illness and such. I know it sounds silly him being 4 and me still working on that but he was not a sick kid these past years (thankfully!) and I am so used to how Viv is when she is sick. And like I said, they are total opposites in nearly every aspect of life. Except one. Both of the kids are affectionate with us. They both love to snuggle and cuddle and just be close. Which for Brent and I is just fine. We are cuddly too!!
Now on to Viv's "biggie" for the week. Today while Cooper was at school she and I were driving down the road to home and she started to talk about her hair. Seriously, I am so over the hair talks. It is every day, more than once a day. I'm a bit burnt. But I let her talk and boy am I glad I did. I won't go word for word on the conversation because there were tears from her and a couple of "no, no, no, you don't understand" but I assured her I wanted to understand if she could please explain it again. So it went something like this. "When I had Cancer no one really liked me because of my Cancer and because I was gone so much. And now that I don't have Cancer people like me okay. But I don't have long hair like all the other girls. But I have hair when the Cancer girls don't." So I said, "So you feel kinda stuck in the middle and not sure where you belong?" And she said, "No, I feel like it is starting new! Now that I don't have Cancer I feel like I am starting new! And I don't like it!" I"m trying to gather my thoughts and all I can say to her is "Me Too! It feels kinda like I am starting new too now that you don't have Cancer! But by the time you're 6 (cause she is still working on concept of time) I bet it won't feel new to us and more. And all those yucky feelings you have on the inside about it right now won't be there any more. And when you see someone who is different, like in a wheelchair or with braces on their legs, you need to be nice to them and treat them kindly because you don't want them to feel bad and lonely like you felt when you had Cancer." And she said, "I know! I just don't like my cancer!" And so I said, "I know you don't. But, I don't think you should be embarrassed about Cancer because you won! You beat cancer and you should be proud of yourself!" And she said, "So I was in first place?!" Me: "No, no, no, you weren't racing. It was you against cancer and Noah against his Cancer and C.J against his cancer and like that." And she said the most amazing things next, as if she hadn't already. "Oh, so there are people still fighting their cancers but I fought mine and won?!" So I said, "Yes, some are still fighting. Others have won too and some have lost." (Okay, maybe I should have left that last part out to my 5 year old. It just kinda came out) So this is where we landed. Mind you most of this has been through her choking back tears. She says to me, "I don't want to talk about this any more. I don't like Cancer. Cancer is yucky."
So, we stopped talking about it. I did say something to her about an hour after this to tell her that I was proud of her and love her and that if she ever wanted to talk more about her Cancer she could talk to me any time. Or her Daddy. She said, "yeah, cause I beat Cancer. Cause the medicine worked." And I told her, "Yes, and you are a very strong smart little girl with a great brain and a beautiful strong heart. And together with the medicine you won! And I can't wait for you to show people how beautiful you are on the inside as you grow up!" And she gave me a big hug and said, "Guess what. I named my brain Thinker. Get it, cause it makes me think?!?!"
And that was that. My little glimpse into how she is thinking and feeling about where she is now on her Cancer journey was over. And that was fine. We moved at her pace and I tried my best to say the right things and sound sure of what I was saying and reassuring without sounding mad. I know that sounds weird but sometimes she takes my assured voice as a mad/angry voice. Which I don't yell it at her but I don't talk all sing songy oozing with sweetness either. Maybe I should, but I just talk to her like she is a person. I try to use words and examples for her level but the way I deliver it is just like I were talking to anyone else. Hope I didn't screw it up.
Again, her maturity and way with words astounds me. The way in which she can express herself never ceases to amaze me. I think this is another reason why I hate to see her have any struggles with the "friend" department. Well, any struggles at all. I feel like she has been through so much and knows so much and understands feelings on a level that the other 5 year old girls and boys just don't. And how do I keep her with having this empathy and internal beauty and be true to herself without hiding it/ignoring it just to fit in? How do I instill confidence in her without her being a "mean girl"? How do I appreciate her "mouth/brain" and still teach her that she needs to learn when to keep her "mouth/brain" shut? These are just some of the questions I have about raising her.
We go to clinic tomorrow for a check up. Hopefully everything will be fine. I"m sure it will.
Thanks for all your support and prayers.
And Jesus said, "Let the children alone, and do not hinder them from coming to me, for the Kingdom of God belongs to such as these." Matthew 19:14
Saturday, March 26, 2011
No strep, no need for a Spinal Tap to check for Minigtious, thank goodness. The doctor did note VERY LARGE swollen lymphnodes in her neck. Only her neck. (Yuck, that is exactly like last time. I have been in knots even since the high fever spike!) The doctor went on and did a CBC. The moment of truth was coming. And thankfully she is fine. Her WBC's and ANC were very high but the Doctor said they are supposed to be. With Lymphnodes that large her body is obviously fighting off something, not strep though, so High Counts are too be expected even wanted. I had to have the doctor explain it to me. I knew how it all worked but this has not been our normal. Too high of counts has always been bad. Now, it is good. It isn't that I think the Doctor at the E.R. is wrong, because I know she is not, but it seems too good to be true. What? We dodge the bullet? The other shoe isn't gonna come falling through the clouds? I can breathe? Are you sure? I mean are really sure? But it's true. She is normal and sick and fine. Still gonna do a round of antibiotics to play it safe but other than that she's good to go!
So I know she is fine. And I had a couple of hours to pray and get myself chilled out before we actually left for the E.R and I was sure in my gut that she had not relapsed. Okay, so that evil 5% was there but I was 95% sure she was not facing relapse. That even though the past two nights have been flash backs to what it was like 3 years ago, this time we are not headed for a 4 month long journey of trying to figure out what is wrong. This time she is normal, sick kid.
Still gonna see the oncologist this week anyway but that was already scheduled. So I'm gonna sleep tonight. At least until she wakes me up with a fever again. Ha ha ha.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
This is a pic from today after Pre-K. We played with her hair and even though she wanted two french braids down the sides of her head I could not quite do it with her silky hair. I told her we would try when it is wet tonight. But...we did get Pig Tails!! Yay! It has been a year since pig tails!!! Again, I might be the one who is the most excited! All though I am not making too big of a deal about it to her. Because after all, hair is merely an accessory!
Also, her cast. You can't see the purple sparks in this picture but trust me they are on there!
80 degrees yesterday and 39 degrees today. Happy Spring!!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Because like I've said, this is a NEW life. There is no going back to the way it was. And honestly, I don't think I'd want to. NEVER thought I'd say that!! Don't get me wrong I am not at all saying I am thankful for Viv's cancer diagnosis, because I AM NOT, but the things I have learned and gained from it I am thankful for. Example A, I have a pretty no nonsense approach to Doctors and Hospitals and Insurance now. Lets lay it all out there and deal with it and talk to me like I have a brain cause I do!! Example B, last week Viv broke her arm. I know, I know you're thinking WHAT?!?! But really I was not at all phased by this. I did not get angry, anxious, worried nothing. It was almost like I felt NOTHING. I mean of course I felt bad for her for being in pain and that she has to be in a cast for 5 weeks but other than that I was good. Okay, I'll tell you what happened. She was at my Mother and Father in laws' house and they have a patch of woods on their property. Well, our "little ballerina" was walking across a log, as to not be out done by her little bother, and she fell. She fell and hit her arm on the ground. But first and foremost she fell in the mud! She was most upset about the mud! When Kim, my mother in law, called me to tell me that Viv had hurt her arm I could hear Viv crying but still the mud was a BIG issue. I arrived to find Viv sitting in Grandma's lap all clean and she said through her tears, "I got MUD in my pretty hair! It was disgusting!" To which I said, "I'm sorry. Did you hurt your arm?" "yeah, I think I broke my arm, Mommy." She too was very matter of fact about it. True she was crying but she was fine. By the time I got her to the ER she was in no tears and never cried again. They hooked her up with Toy Story 3 and she was good. The nurses kept telling me how good and easy she is. To which I said, "She is a Cancer Survivor." So yeah she is good and easy in the hospital, it was a second home! BUT neither she nor I got really flustered or upset. Whatever, she broke her arm. Stick a cast on her and we're good. I can do broken arms. Heck, I can DO cancer. I'll choose broken arm but whatever! So she is sporting a Hot Pink with Purple sparkles cast. Because every girl needs some bling!!!
Brent still got upset that she broke her arm. He kinda went to the same angry spot I've seen him go to in the past 3 years. Now, this is not b/c Brent is an out of control person. It is because Brent HATES to see his children get hurt!! Hates it so much that he/we hover over of them A LOT!!! But he did not stay in this angry mode, which is good. Because it has taken us MONTHS to get out of that mode. But that is another post all together. Probably more than one post!
So we are doing good. Enjoying our crazy Spring weather even with the allergies and finding our way as a family.
If I can figure out how to get the pics of Viv and her cast off of my phone and on to here I will. No promises on that one!
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Is this the end or the beginning or just a turn of the page?
I have not posted in a long time on purpose. The end of chemo was a mixture of happy and nervous emotions. Letting go of anxieties, anger and fears and embracing our new life has been more difficult than people want it to be. I am sure people on the outside looking in want to shake us and say “get over it”. But living it day in and day out changes you. For the good and for the bad. So I guess that is why I wonder is it the end, beginning or just a turn of the page?
We've mentioned in previous blog posts that we have not ever really questioned why ViviAnne/us? The question will never have an answer that will suffice. The real question is why anyone? Why should anyone suffer cancer? Again, no answer is good enough. So I have chosen that with all that I have had no control over, many times even my own emotions felt out of control, I will move on past this chemo journey changed for the better. I hope to learn from our struggles and come out the other side a better person for it. I would have loved to have learned to not be judgmental, to love deeply, to stand my ground, to pick my battles and want to be a service to others in a different way. A way that did not cause my baby to hurt and suffer; but that was not the cards we were dealt. So I am going to choose to put our lives back together in a way that fosters my newly learned traits. And trust me, we are putting our family back together one tear, one fight and one therapy session at a time.
My prayer is that God lead us through this new part of our journey. There is no going back. Brent and I can't even recall who we were before Cancer. Those people are not even memories, they have been erased entirely. The good part is we have chosen to pick up and learn one another together. To learn how to parent and live and create the family life we want for ourselves. I still mourn the loss of what was. I still have fears that I will fail at this new us because we don't really know what that is. And even though I have said we could learn to live a life that is not day to day in reality that is not the case. We are still day to day in many aspects. Taking it one day at a time. Rebuilding us one day, one break down and one laughter at a time. Any more than that still sends me into a tail spin. We're healing; physically and emotionally and spiritually.
So where will this blog go? I don't know. It may end. It may change with us. I do know that if we decide to end the blog this won't be the last entry.
Thank you for your years of prayers.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
All in all she is doing fine. She is excited about her 5th birthday and wants to talk about it A LOT! She is ready to start Pre-K again and is also looking forward to Dance. She asked today if she would still have her port and cancer when she turns 5. And told her yes. She said, "So, nothing changes I'm just bigger right?" She is so smart. I think that is part of the reason why she does fight me so much. She runs through ABC in her head of a scenario just like I do and if our two scenarios don't match up she gets upset. Especially when she just has to be correct, right? HA HA HA. Getting to know your children is such a wonderful experience and challenge.
I for one am looking forward to meeting ViviAnne in April. When I can know that it is not the chemo making her act a certain way. Poor baby does not even know what it is like to have a day with no meds, no pains and no crummies in the tummies. She has no recollection of what it feels like to not feel like crap or altered. She will have to get to know herself too. We will all meet again in the Spring of 2011. Sad, scared, feeling cheated but yet excited, blessed and encouraged are all the feelings I have about this new family we have for ourselves on the horizon.