1 week and 2 days post surgery

I dream of sleeping. I dream of laying on the ground hoping for sleep. I dream about how incredibly tired I am and I have not had massive surgery, so what does Bailynn dream about? Does she dream of operating rooms, fear, massive florescent lights and surgical masks? I have to wonder. I have to… Read More

The Cold

Bai never gets a break. This past week she was stricken with a small cold her sisters lovingly shared with her – sense the sarcasm? Of course, she, unlike her sisters, could not clear the stupid thing! So off to the doctor we went and Bai is on another round of antibiotics. She is miserable.… Read More

A box full of broken mirrors

I feel like my family is stuck in a sick, dark version of the Groundhog Day movie. Our version is full of ridiculous superstitions that bombard us with misfortune.  We persistently live on Friday the 13 and I feel like we are delicately balancing a box full of broken mirrors across the cracked floor of the… Read More

From Her Back to Her Toes

Yesterday the girls and I traveled to Indy for a follow up apointment with Dr. D, Bai’s orthopedic surgeon. I am happy to report that her back seems to have fully recovered from all its summer drama. I was told that once we left Indy in June with Bai’s back blowing up like a balloon… Read More

Keep your hands and feet in the ride at all times

Thursday Bob and I went to bed early knowing that the girls and I would have a long trip ahead of us in the morning. What we didn’t know is that Bailynn would decide to have multiple seizures, vomit, her suction machine would stop working, and she would cry for most all the night resulting… Read More

A family loss and a much unwanted trip

This marks week 5. So Bailynn was trapped in the house for a little over 4 weeks before we decidedย to make a trip out, only because the skin has sealed back up. It has however not returned to it’s pre-swelling state. Bob and I cautiously took the girls and her to Qdoba and Sams last… Read More