I've been reluctant to post lately because I don't think my thoughts are what most people would expect. I'd rather write nothing at all than to write something that was cheerfully unauthentic.
First of all, I'm thrilled that the surgery and recovery have gone picture perfect thus far. Miracle! We are grateful for the daily blessings we have received. The success and excitement over the past months have overshadowed much of our heartache. But as the delivery approaches, Matt and I are reminded that all our "best case scenarios" aren't a cure for spina bifida. The defect on Maggie's back has been closed but the damage is still there. We hope the fetal surgery will lessen her difficulties, but she will still have significant challenges. On Tuesday, we will finally meet our little miracle, and our hearts will be overjoyed. But I've gone through this before, and I'll never forget the sadness, grief, and concern that are ever present. It fades over time, but then there are moments even now that feel like a punch in the gut. Like when we went to the park last week and a boy said, "Look at him! He doesn't know how to walk." Davey automatically slumped to the ground in defeat. It stinks to have a child with special needs sometimes...a lot of times! There, I said it!
It took a long time after Davey was born to adjust to our new reality. I'm hoping the second time around will be a bit smoother. We know a lot about the medical aspects of spina bifida, but more importantly, we understand the great blessings that spina bifida/Davey bring to our family.
To sum it up, as great as the surgery and bed rest have gone, we are feeling a heavy weight. Luckily, we have family and friends who "get it". They don't wave their pompoms and say how great everything is. Instead, they let me be blah when I feel like being blah and hand me a tissue when my pregnancy tears flow freely. I was incredibly embarrassed last week when I went with my mom and sister to get pedicures. We were relaxing in our massage chairs making plans for this coming week. I started to bawl like a baby, and the tears didn't stop!
At our last ultrasound, the tech showed us Maggie's long and lush hair. So fun! Kate had long black hair when she was born. Hope the 3D images prove to be correct.
P.S. Should I capitalize "spina bifida" when I write or not? I see it both ways. Come on English people.
First of all, I'm thrilled that the surgery and recovery have gone picture perfect thus far. Miracle! We are grateful for the daily blessings we have received. The success and excitement over the past months have overshadowed much of our heartache. But as the delivery approaches, Matt and I are reminded that all our "best case scenarios" aren't a cure for spina bifida. The defect on Maggie's back has been closed but the damage is still there. We hope the fetal surgery will lessen her difficulties, but she will still have significant challenges. On Tuesday, we will finally meet our little miracle, and our hearts will be overjoyed. But I've gone through this before, and I'll never forget the sadness, grief, and concern that are ever present. It fades over time, but then there are moments even now that feel like a punch in the gut. Like when we went to the park last week and a boy said, "Look at him! He doesn't know how to walk." Davey automatically slumped to the ground in defeat. It stinks to have a child with special needs sometimes...a lot of times! There, I said it!
It took a long time after Davey was born to adjust to our new reality. I'm hoping the second time around will be a bit smoother. We know a lot about the medical aspects of spina bifida, but more importantly, we understand the great blessings that spina bifida/Davey bring to our family.
To sum it up, as great as the surgery and bed rest have gone, we are feeling a heavy weight. Luckily, we have family and friends who "get it". They don't wave their pompoms and say how great everything is. Instead, they let me be blah when I feel like being blah and hand me a tissue when my pregnancy tears flow freely. I was incredibly embarrassed last week when I went with my mom and sister to get pedicures. We were relaxing in our massage chairs making plans for this coming week. I started to bawl like a baby, and the tears didn't stop!
At our last ultrasound, the tech showed us Maggie's long and lush hair. So fun! Kate had long black hair when she was born. Hope the 3D images prove to be correct.
P.S. Should I capitalize "spina bifida" when I write or not? I see it both ways. Come on English people.
My heart goes out to you Millie. I have thought many times how after all you have already been through these past months you are going to have a baby. Having a baby is hard enough work as it is, but a baby with special needs? It just adds to the stress because the stress is accompanied by greif and sadness and surgeries and catheters and stares and challenges. I am anxious to meet sweet little Maggie and pray that you will have the strength and health to get through all that is coming at you during the next few days (and years) to come. Maggie and Davey are so lucky to have each other and even more lucky to have amazing parents. Love you!!!
ReplyDeleteIt's never easy, is it? Thanks for keepin' it real. We love you and you're certainly in our prayers. Good luck!!
ReplyDeleteWell you look gorgeous in the picture at the bottom, Millie dear. You are very eloquent and I don't think anyone thinks your battles are even 1 percent over. We are just so happy you have made it this far.
ReplyDeleteYou cry all the Mommy tears you need to cry. It is OK to have all those feelings - even self pity every once in awhile. I have plenty of all kinds of feelings and I am just a crabby old lady with no one but myself to take care of.
Praying for your family...I can't believe it is Tuesday!! Love, Lillian and family
You would be weird if you didn't cry at least once a day. You are a pro at this c-section thing... and this time you get to be awake! (yippee.) Just, you know, stand up straight and all that. I am so looking forward to you running down the street, Maggie's hair blowing in the wind in her stroller.
ReplyDeleteWe will be thinking of you tomorrow and you will be in our prayers. Having cared for special needs children for the past 20 years, Davey and Maggie are so fortunate to have the parents they do. You will assist them to reach their full potential. How blessed they are.
ReplyDeleteAnd it is okay to cry...my grandma always said a tears were a good thing and made you feel better. Our family will be praying for you, The Sawyers and Grandma Zee Wornica.
I tried posting yesterday from my phone, but it kept deleting. Hopefully you won't end up with 10 different comments from me. :) But what I wanted to say is that I can't believe the delivery is right around the corner! Somehow I had mixed up the dates. But I know you'll do awesome. You are such an amazing mother, and I know you will have support from above. Don't feel bad for seeing things as they really are or for getting worried or concerned once in a while. Those worries can drive you to be better & stronger than you already are. And you can know that you are loved & prayed for!!! I hope all goes as smoothly as it possibly can tomorrow and in the next few months especially!
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone for your kind comments. It's overwhelming and makes me blush! It's amazing what a nights rest with Tylenol PM will do for my spirits. You are each dear to me. Stop it with all the mushy stuff but keep up the prayers. I wouldn't have life any other way :)
ReplyDeleteMillie, I am always amazed at what you can do! Thanks for being a great example of dealing with adversity . . . and I always appreciate your candidness about life. :) Good luck tomorrow. We will be praying for you.
ReplyDeleteYou are proof of being able to do hard things!! I love that you are real! You are real! Some things are just that... real and hard! We love you and hope that all goes well tomorrow! Prayers for sure!!!! You are a great example to so many!!!!
ReplyDeleteHey Millie! I'm doing a reread of all these great posts. Your authenticity makes me weep, and I understand a little more what it's like to have a child with special medical needs.
ReplyDeleteSince you asked about spina bifida, I looked it up for you (love that dictionary!) and you are absolutely correct. It's lowercase.
Thinking of you! Tell Kate hi, if she remembers her old teacher. :)
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