From start to finish Brooklyn was a trooper! It was a very long day especially for a 3 year old who couldn't eat or drink past 6am. She didn't end up going into surgery until 1pm. We figured out some fun ways to pass the time and the bag of new goodies didn't hurt, anything to make this kind of day different! I have to say despite the reasons for it the fact that Tim and I together got to spend the majority of our day with our cute little "meat" of the family was the biggest blessing of all. I am so grateful to my mom who at the last minute with some saved miles was able to fly out here and was a blessing to hold down the fort with the others.
Doesn't everyone need some lipgloss for surgery?
This was by far the highlight of the day. Brooklyn had a blast with my camera. The pictures she took were hysterical and felt like I was listening to the paparazzi snap away. She would just aim and click, click, click, and click again. It just made me smile and took up a big chunk of time. I have a whole post on Brooklyn's pictures from her eye this day!
The weeks leading up to it my mind frame was realistic...meaning I would keep the reason Brooklyn was going into surgery into perspective. These were her perfectly big bright blue eyes that God made and we had the opportunity to help the muscles become stronger and help her vision for the future. Not that I try to compare ourselves to others to make it better but the fact of the matter is that there are thousands of kids each and every day that have to face surgery and at times not just one, but multiple in a months time. It isn't a choice for them but a have to. I think of their families and their mamas and what they must face. So again the week or two before, this perspective was definitely leading my thoughts. Another thing leading my thoughts was prayers, giving Brooklyn's eyes to God, her maker the one who created her and knew from the get go we would be here. But ya know that perspective, the reality of the situation didn't get me as far as I thought. Because the minute they call your daughter, your precious baby girl who makes you laugh and smile a million times a day, that minute you have to let go of her hand as she is crying calling for mommy because you can't go farther than the surgery room door and have to watch her walking hand in hand with another lady, a surgical nurse who doesn't know her, you break and you are overcome with helplessness and love. So those reasons and perspectives go right on out the door. It doesn't matter then if it's an eye surgery or something much worse, because the only thing right then that matters is that you are a mommy, simple as that!
I have to say when they called us back to recovery I wasn't prepared for what I would see. She was out of it still and hooked up and it startled me. But the one thing that sticks out is that when she woke up she wanted to sit up not lay down and then she wanted to sit right in my lap. Best part of my day holding her right then and there. Her eyes were having trouble adjusting and were sensitive and the hospital lights bright and the nurse asked her if she wanted glasses. Brooklyn said yes, and then I remembered. This little girl had picked out one of her ten pairs of glasses that morning. I vaguely remember her asking me if she should take some and I think I was distracted but must have nodded my head. Sure enough she packed them so we checked and found them right there in her doll bag and slid them right on her. That's my girl to even match your hospital jammies!
The last time I sat in the backseat with this little princess was when we brought her home from the hospital. Not much has changed in almost four years; I was just as worried and watched her the entire time!
She is healing well and a week + later she has officially started swimming (happily I might add) and can play on the playground now, hooray! She is seeing double still and most of the time finds it humorous; only Brooklyn would laugh at the fact that she can see two mommies, and two Carters and giggles at her sister when K points out the first school bus of the new school year, saying NO KK there are TWO school buses! That's my girl...love ya monkey more than you will ever know!
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