Monday, August 29, 2011

Miracle of the Heart

I'm writing this post with a very specific purpose.  My dear friend, Abby (http://benandabby.blogspot.com), has some friends who are in desperate need of prayers.  The Harrisons (http://keeganh.blogspot.com) have two young children, Keegan and Audrey.  Keegan is almost four years old and is, I believe, the youngest Texas to have ever received a heart transplant - at the mere age of five DAYS old.  Since he was born, Keegan and his family have dealt with the constant ups and downs of health-related issues.  I honestly cannot even begin to try to explain ANY of these issues in my own words.  All I can say is that they deal with things that the rest of us would consider our worst nightmare every single day.  

At this point, little Keegan has been through the ringer here in North Texas.  He is in and out of the Emergency Room every week (often times many times per week) and the doctors here seem at a loss as to what to do for him.  His family has made the brave decision to travel to Boston (where they went a couple years ago) to try to get more answers and more importantly, more help for their son.  Their plan was to leave on Friday, but it got postponed due to the hurricane.  The new plan sounds like it will be tomorrow or Wednesday.  

Like I said earlier, I know this family through my friend Abby.  We are acquaintances - I see the Harrisons at birthday parties, etc.  Maddie (the mom) knows my story through Abby and I, of course, know hers.  But every time I read her blog, I feel so connected to all that she is saying.  She is literally fighting for her son's life.  A sweet, innocent little boy who has never gotten the chance to live like other kids his age.  I see his sweet face and think immediately of our own little boy... of Nash.  We found out about his heart condition too late.  But doctors have repeatedly told us that his only hope would have been a heart transplant.  To watch the Harrisons go down this road feels like looking into a mirror of what our lives may have been like.  It tears at me every time I read Maddie's blog.  

I'm asking anyone who reads this to go to the Harrison's blog and read about this precious family.  Then, imagine Keegan's face as you send your prayers to God.  Please ask Him to be with the family on their trip out east.  Pray for answers.  Pray for committed and empathetic doctors who will fight to figure out what will help Keegan.  Pray for Audrey, who is barely one years old, and will be staying in Texas as the rest of her family is in Boston.  Pray for the strength of Maddie and Gray, as they continue to go to battle for their little boy.  Pray for moments of peace and joy through all of this. 

I hope that me writing this without any type of permission on the Harrison's part is appropriate.  I just felt that I had to do something.  Please go check out their blog (address is above) and meet this incredible and faithful family.  

Love to y'all,
Tracy

Sunday, August 21, 2011

31 1/2 Weeks

Okay, seriously?  How much bigger can I get???  I feel HUGE!!!  UGH!  People keep asking me how I'm doing and the only responses I can come up with are: tired, in pain, exhausted, big, and HOT!  I'm so incredibly tired of the over 100 degree days that we have been dealing with since June.  No joke.  For those of you NOT in the great state of Texas, we have had all but two or maybe it's three days since JUNE when the temp has reached over 100 degrees.  It has been absolutely miserable.  We can't even go outside.  I'm dying every time I leave the house.  Swimming doesn't even help because the pools feel like bath water.  I am NOT exaggerating!  At this point, this is the second hottest summer EVER here in Dallas.  What a great one to be 7 months pregnant... And the worst part is that there's really no end in sight... Even when it finally decides to dip under 100, we're gonna live in the 90s for a good month - probably right till October.  Ridiculous!!! 

I think it's safe to say that I'll be thrilled when this this bundle finally gets here.  It seems like I've been pregnant forever and I'm just ready to move past this and start to enjoy our little one.  I'm going to the doctor now every two weeks and really just counting down the days.  

Love to y'all,
Tracy

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Oops.

Just a little "Tate Story" from this weekend...

Every Friday evening, we join my parents for a casual dinner out to eat somewhere.  This past week, we headed to Chili's and were patiently waiting for our food when Tate announced he had to go to the bathroom.  I figured I might as well go too, since I would probably end up having to go anyway, so we headed to the restrooms.  Once inside, I went in one stall, as Tate walked towards another one.  All of a sudden, I heard a women's voice saying, "No!  No!  I'm in here!  I'm  IN here!!!"  I figured that Tate had pushed open a door that wasn't able to latch and that a lady was trying to block the door from opening.  

I called Tate over to my stall and let him in with me.  I asked him what happened, expecting it to match what I thought had happened.  Instead, he told me that he crawled UNDERNEATH the door and that's when the lady yelled out to stop.  WHAT?!  Oh my gosh!!!  Obviously I was waaaaay too embarrassed to leave our stall until I was sure the lady was long gone.  When we finally made our way back to our table, I asked Tate if he saw the lady from the bathroom anywhere.  He quickly replied, "Nope... I didn't ever see her face."  Nice.

Love to y'all,
Tracy

Friday, August 5, 2011

Gulf Shores

We got back this afternoon from our annual trip to the beach.  This year, we went to Gulf Shores, Alabama... for my fellow northerners, there's a beautiful stretch of beach in southern Alabama where TONS of Texans head for their vacations every year.  We were supposed to go last year, but ended up cancelling because of the oil spill that happened in the Gulf of Mexico.  So this was our first year of going to this particular beach and I'm happy to say that we are already planning our trip for next year.

My mom and I drove with Tate and Knox for 11 1/2 hours through east Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi, and then Alabama last weekend and ended up at our condo at the Beach Club in Gulf Shores on Sunday evening.  My dad flew in (lucky!) to meet us there for a couple days so he could enjoy some beach time with his grandsons.  Brad wasn't able to get the time off because he's planning on taking a good chunk when the new baby gets here in October.  Bummer, I know.  But we had such a good - and exhausting! - time making new memories with the boys.   

Here are some of my favorite pics from our trip...

Love to y'all,
Tracy