Sunday, October 25, 2015
Halloween
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Dear Momma
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Vote for Gavyn
Above is a link to an adapted bike giveaway. Within the last few months Gavyn has been able to ride a bike like this at therapy. We were thrilled and so is he. He loves to ride that bike around the track with his PT! I am on a mission to try and get one for him. They are extremely expensive though. Would you please take (literally) two minutes to go vote for Gavyn S.? The more votes he has the better chance we have of him winning this bike and being able to ride with his brothers this summer.
Monday, February 23, 2015
His Mercies
Monday, February 16, 2015
Anxiety
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Masks
Friday, February 13, 2015
Mom guilt
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
22q
Doctors
Monday, February 9, 2015
Potty training.
Saturday, February 7, 2015
The place I can't live
Thursday, February 5, 2015
Some days
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Community
Monday, February 2, 2015
Best friends
Sunday, February 1, 2015
Tina
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Paths
Gavyn spent exactly a week in the hospital in December. We could visibly see that his left shunt was broken and took him to the ER. He ended up having an entire new shunt placed the next day. Instead of getting better he only got worse. After three days of observing him the team took him in for a second surgery; to repair his right shunt that had started to malfunction and also to preform an ETV. It was a scary week with many ups and downs. Things I'm not ready to write about now.
3 You search out my path
5 You hem me in, behind and before,
9 If I take the wings of the morning
and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10 even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right hand shall hold me.
13 For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
I am not sure where God's path for Gavyn's life will lead. This could be the end of the surgeries. It could only be the beginning. That is something we just have to walk through.