When life gives you 100
reasons to cry, show life that you have 1,000 reasons to smile.
Recently
I had someone ask me why Chris and I chose to adopt a child like…that.
As
you can imagine, at that moment a million thoughts and responses swirled
through my head. My child is not like that.
Sure, he has a heart defect. Ok, several heart defects. Sure, he has a pretty
significant scar on his chest. But, he’s not “bad” or “wrong”, which is what that implies. No kiddo with heart
problems ---or any other health issue—is.
The
same day I had this conversation I saw this quote posted by the mama of another
heart kiddo. It is so true. When having a child with multiple, life-threatening
heart defects, there are 100 reasons to cry.
There
are doctor appointments— so many doctor appointments.
There
are surgeries and complications.
There
is watching numbers and levels.
There
is rushing to the emergency room.
There
are the doctor bills.
There
is trying to find the balance of taking care of the “sick” child and still
being there for the “other” kid.
There
are sleepless nights filled with worry.
There
is waiting and unknowns.
There’s
no doubt about it; it’s hard. It can easily get tiring and overwhelming. I
think the “that” opinion and attitude
happens when people can’t see past the reasons to cry. I know I’ve said this
before, but this journey of adopting and our crash course in cardiology is one
of the toughest things I’ve ever done. But, it’s one of the best. While, for
his sake, we wish that Kai did not have to experience all of the meds, and
pokes, and appointments, it has changed who we are in ways that I would never
want to take back. I think life-threatening illnesses tend to do that to
families. It’s probably cliché to say, but children who are faced with death
have a lot of teach us about what it means to live.
That
has given us 1,000 reasons to smile. As
strange as it may seem, we smile more now that we ever have. I think we have
more to smile about. Or, we’re just much more aware about what we should be
smiling about. Of course, we smile about
pink fingers and good INR checks. We smile about how Kai calls the Ronald
McDonald House the Old MacDonald House. We smile at Kai each morning when he
checks on his “playhouse”, which is really just a set of flags in the yard
right now. We smile how each night at bedtime Kai asks if he can have cottage
cheese for breakfast. Focusing on the smiling instead of crying is intentional. I
think it’s the difference between having joy, rather than just happiness.
While
life is incredibly hard with Kai’s health problems, he has brought more joy
into our lives than is possible to articulate in words. But, one thing we've learned is kiddos with health problems - -kiddos like that are full of love and spunk and hope. And smiles!
I just LOVE this post! Thank you for writing it.
ReplyDeleteMy heart just hurts, feeling that question "a child like that" for you. :(
Kendal calls the Ronald McDonald House the "Old McDonald House" too.
I am glad we are "across the street" neighbors. Sending a hug over right now!