Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Grow too fast, not fair..

I really think I might have a talk with God! Why do our kido's, our little babies that take so much time growing in our tummies have to grow so fast?

My beautiful baby boy is already rolling over, grabbing his toes, giggling and just getting so stinkin big!!! in 9 month clothing and not even 5 months old yet!!! Geez! Little Payton is finally saying more and more and although I am so proud of her, it just reminds me how big she is getting.

I have been in bed for two days with the crummy old stomach bug and just sitting listening to the family without me, yes it has been sad, I miss holding my babies- but I highly recommend it someday, it has given me the chance to sit back and listen. Reminds me how wonderful my husband is for starters- he cracks me up, you can hear him say "I am going to get you" and you just hear Payton's little feet prancing all around as she giggles the most cutest little giggle ever. Then you have our little birdie, Brayden- squealing every chance he can, especially when she runs near by him. I wonder what he is thinking in his head, I bet it is something like "oh man I can't wait to do that, looks pretty fun", he is so precious and just loves his big sister. He really thinks she is all it now let me tell ya, and Payton, oh she knows it, I think she will have Mister Man wrapped right around her finger like daddy is. Man she is smart.

I sure miss them being tiny, when they had to be swaddled by their daddy or they would cry, gosh those were the days- days are getting better watching them grow, but I am def the type that enjoys the newborn stages.

Anthony complains about the toys, but it brings tears to my eyes to think one day they will be too big for them. I want them to be babies forever, boo hoo.

Sure missing them tonight, kind of made my hubby mad and came out of the room to get a few video's of Bray to send to Nana. Then I ended up helping put her to bed, I know he was trying to keep them from getting sick, but I couldn't stand it, for the most part I don't think I go them sick, lol. He is such a great dad, def nothing better than knowing if something happens to me they will be just fine with their daddy- well that is up until it is hair time for Payton, lol.

our story...

So I have yet to blog "our story" and thought what a good time since I have had several people ask. You see, many moms I have met in the DSA always have a story, most good, not going to lie some are bad. 97% good, other not so good.
But ours of course is wonderful:
My husband and I always knew we wanted a good size family, 2 maybe 3 kids, puppies and a nice home for our family to grow in. Our families are quite large and basically they are what sealed the deal when we decided to spend the rest of our lives together. Anyway, we woke up one morning (new years day to be exact) and decided to have a baby. wow, did we know how not so easy it was, year or so past and has some troubles but finally after a wonderful doctor helped us, Miss Payton Dawn was conceived. I remember to this day Anthony, most nights, would come in the room before I went to sleep just so we could put our hands together on my stomach and pray over her. We wanted her so bad and I told God, "this is it Father, please give this baby to me, I promise I will take good care of her". Well along the way, I had a gut feeling Payton had DS. And when I say that, I don't mean I felt like something was wrong, I mean I knew she might have Down syndrome. I had every sign possible, if I would have followed my gut and tested for it, I would have found out earlier. Wouldn't have changed a thing, but deep down inside I knew God was looking out for me, He blessed me with a wonderful pregnancy, baby shower's and wonderful people surrounded us for this sweet Angel to be born. The morning Payton was born,before she was born, I even asked D, my nurse when she would be tested- so if that isn't crazy enough I don't know what is, I promise it too, my doctor will tell anybody, I didn't have that test so I didn't know she had it! I just knew in my hearts of heart I guess. When Payton was born, oh mi, head full of dark hair, dark skin, she was just as gorgeous then as she is now. I wrapped her in my arms and just thanked God, we had finally made it!!! We had our little sweet Payton in our arms. Later that night our Pediatrician came in to tell us they were testing, I knew it, I knew it all along- Anthony denied it and just knew it was a mistake, but I knew it. The test were positive, but when they told us the results there was something else- she had a large heart murmur. I think for the most part Anthony knew he was destined for a child like Payton, he had hired a woman with DS 4 years before Payton, but to hear about the heart problem- oh gosh here it came...Wow, what a shot to our hearts, as Anthony sat there crying asking what was going to happen to our daughter, I just squeezed her and squeezed her, didn't know what was going to go on but I wasn't letting my girl go... turns out I didn't. After many doctor visits, no visitors to the house, time went on and Cardiologist, friends and family were amazed by little miss turkey head, she was and still is the strongest little girl ever. She healed that heart right up by 5 months!! She crawled on time, sat up on time and wasn't too behind the charts on walking either, she really is amazing. Passed all her hearing tests and hardly sick. She has done so much for our family, she has completely changed me as a mother and as a person- she is just perfect! As my mom says " she is exactly what this family needed, God knew exactly what he was doing". We have met some wonderful families and very close friends through educating us on DS, we are now a part of a wondeful organization, in which I couldn't do without. It really has been a great life.

I still have people feel sorry for us and I will always have to fight that, but if I have not learned anything in life more than this, it is to know people with children with a disability can be happy. We are very happy, we would never care what our children look like or act for that matter, we just want them to be healthy, I am pretty sure that is what all parents hope for. Sure Payton is going to get sick and have some challenges- what kid doesn't, the great thing about that is that she has me and her daddy and now baby Brayden, we will fight for her! After all I promised God to give her to me and he sure did- I hope I make Him proud, because He sure made me proud. She is my one and only baby girl, she is one of a kind- literally a special little chick a dee. I think she is going to change the world, I really do, maybe little by little or maybe not the entire world, but she has already changed my world and so many others, just a few more to go- he he he.