As a kid, I found it hard to be patient. Christmas morning just couldn't come fast enough! Like any other child, I was bursting with excitement, like a kernel of corn ready to pop, anticipating Santa's arrival. That all changed the year I stumbled upon "Santa's" secret storage spot.
I had won the kids' lottery! Quickly, I rifled through all the boxes and bags in the back of my parents' closet, searching for the treasures that would soon be mine. With stealth I stalked new arrivals to the closet and cataloged the contents in my head.
That year, Christmas morning wasn't quite the same. I knew needed to act excited when I revealed what I had been anxiously awaiting, but with the surprise missing, the magic of the morning just wasn't the same.
From then on, I learned that sometimes waiting was better than the instant "now" gratification.
Which brings us to today. Today begins another day of waiting. Unfortunately it is not for Christmas morning.
Today could be the day, a fork in the road we are on, or it might not. You see we are expecting a phone call at any point now that could alter our course as a family even more than it's already been altered.
About a month ago Cole underwent genetic testing for NEMOS disease, which is a primary immunodeficiency. This is not the first test Cole has had by a long shot, yet with the stakes seem to be higher with every test that is ordered. After all, initially we were under the impression that he just had allergies. Now, I'd give just about anything for that to be the case.
On Friday the phone rang, and the hospital's number popped up on our caller id. My stomach dropped and I swore my heart was going to jump out of my chest as the moment of truth had arrived.
In the end, it was another specialist with just a question for me about Cole. I caught my breath while my pulse slowed back to normal and wondered if I was really ready for the phone call to come.
Now, a few days later here we are, still waiting.
While we wait, our days go on as usual, filled with work and school schedules, books and play, homework, cooking and cleaning, meals and baths. The busy music composed by the kids drowns out the questions resonating in the back of my mind that bubble to the surface when the house is quiet. All the what ifs. What if he really has NEMOS? What if he doesn't? Then what? What else could it be? When will we know? What will we be able to do?
As crazy as this sounds, as much as I want the answers to these questions as soon as possible, I'm OK with waiting just for today. While we are stuck in the holding pattern, our days are not punctuated by appointments and blood work, just our home routine with a few prescriptions sprinkled throughout the day reminding us of Cole's continuous challenge.
While I'm frustrated that we can't move on, there is nothing else I can do while I wait but enjoy the good moments with all the kids. After all, it's been nice to have had a few weeks where Cole has not been poked or prodded but is babbling and bouncing. I cherish these days of normalcy, and at a glance, I'd never believe my son could have anything wrong with him.
I know the rush for more blood work and appointments is coming, but for today, I'm going to read a few more stories to my kids, watch the big ones play in the snow, and snuggle them each a little longer.
Sure, it's easier to be patient when you are waiting for news you're not so sure of but even if I knew these results were an unexpected gift, I'd still be OK with waiting today. And I know whenever the call does come, I am ready to tackle whatever comes our way, even if it is more waiting.
Our world has been turned upside down from what we considered our "normal" when our son was born in 2010 and diagnosed with Crohns Disease and functional nk cell deficiency. I am sharing our twists and turns during the adventures in our new reality.
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Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Waiting
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Monday, January 16, 2012
A New Beginning
I've finally started! After keeping a journal for a while, I decided it was time to blog. In fact, I had wanted to do this a while ago, I just needed to get the nerve to actually do it!
So why now? For those of you that know me, you know the past year has been one of change. In many ways it has been rather humbling.
My husband and I were blessed to add a third child to our family last December. How hard could a third baby be? I mean, we've been through this twice before, we were set and so excited to have a new son or daughter to share in our family adventures.
Once our son Cole was born, all our well laid plans seemed to fly out the window. From his entrance and unexpected NICU stay to where we are today, waiting for results, his first year was nothing like we had anticipated or experienced with our daughters.
You see, as we all were testing the waters of the new family dynamics, our precious baby boy was struggling and we really had no clue for a while. In fact, while we currently have some ideas from all his doctors, we still have no definitive answers.
Throughout the sibling adjustments, the appointments, and the waiting, we have had to change so much of how we live, some ways for the better, some not so much. Friends have asked how we are doing it and just in general how we are doing and to be honest, we take everything one day at a time and are doing alright. Some days are better and easier than others, but in a home filled with happy kids, laughter, and love there is always some sweetness or comic relief to any situation.
OK, so what is this blog about then? This is me, stopping for a few moments in all of this, to catch my breath. What can you expect? For the most part, a look into our latest adventures and maybe random thoughts I just can't help but comment upon and well, this will be my forum. And, to be honest, I love to write, especially for an audience, even though this will be the first time I have shared anything so close to my heart in such a public way before. If you follow, thank you for choosing to be a part of this journey with all its twists and turns as I catch each breath, one at a time.
So why now? For those of you that know me, you know the past year has been one of change. In many ways it has been rather humbling.
My husband and I were blessed to add a third child to our family last December. How hard could a third baby be? I mean, we've been through this twice before, we were set and so excited to have a new son or daughter to share in our family adventures.
Once our son Cole was born, all our well laid plans seemed to fly out the window. From his entrance and unexpected NICU stay to where we are today, waiting for results, his first year was nothing like we had anticipated or experienced with our daughters.
You see, as we all were testing the waters of the new family dynamics, our precious baby boy was struggling and we really had no clue for a while. In fact, while we currently have some ideas from all his doctors, we still have no definitive answers.
Throughout the sibling adjustments, the appointments, and the waiting, we have had to change so much of how we live, some ways for the better, some not so much. Friends have asked how we are doing it and just in general how we are doing and to be honest, we take everything one day at a time and are doing alright. Some days are better and easier than others, but in a home filled with happy kids, laughter, and love there is always some sweetness or comic relief to any situation.
OK, so what is this blog about then? This is me, stopping for a few moments in all of this, to catch my breath. What can you expect? For the most part, a look into our latest adventures and maybe random thoughts I just can't help but comment upon and well, this will be my forum. And, to be honest, I love to write, especially for an audience, even though this will be the first time I have shared anything so close to my heart in such a public way before. If you follow, thank you for choosing to be a part of this journey with all its twists and turns as I catch each breath, one at a time.
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