Losing Friends

I want to talk about something that I think a lot of people can relate too. I for one have struggled with this for a couple of years now, but more so in the past couple of months. It is the topic of losing people in your life that you thought would always be by your side.

I am the type of person that makes friends very easily. Maybe its my outgoing personality or my never ending persistence. Who knows 🙂 But I have had a lot of different friends over the years. Some really good friends, some not so good friends. Friends that have stuck around and friends that have disappeared. What really has upset me here lately is the people who I thought would stick around, the people who have traveled the path of losing Henry with me, the people who in a million years I would never think would disappear, have in fact disappeared. And I start to wonder… Why?

Listen, I know my life isn’t easy. I have a medically fragile child, I am a full time working momma, a wife, daughter, you get the point. Most days I don’t have time to shower let alone go out and have a cup of coffee with a friend. I realize my life is messy and chaotic and maybe for some people it’s just too much. Too much effort to try and make plans. Too much effort to reach out and see how we are doing. But… It doesn’t mean it hurts any less. It actually hurts a whole lot. It’s like a bee sting that doesn’t stop stinging. And the one thing that I wish my so called friends would realize is that…. I know a lot of things have changed. I have changed. But I am in a way still the same Kelsey. The Kelsey who likes to laugh and eat good food. Who could talk about literally anything and everything. Who would still be your shoulder to lean on. Who would still come running if you needed me too.

Living this life… this complicated, exhausting, but beautiful life can be so lonely. Especially when your child is fragile. There are days where the only person I talk to is Wally. There are days where I feel so closed in and so depressed that I think “Today is the day where I go crazy.” And I look around, and the only people I see are Wally, Zeus, and AJ. Don’t get me wrong we have amazing families, we have our Barth family <3, some friends that live in town, and I have a friend Stacey who I vent to through texting. But sometimes what I really need is… someone to distract me from my crazy life. To be ok with coming over, sitting on my couch, gossiping, talking, and just hanging out. What people need to realize.. I don’t want my whole world to revolve around Wally. Not all conversations have to be about Barth’s, or how he is doing. Actually I would love to talk about SOMETHING else. I think every mom can relate that when you become a mom, you kind of lose yourself. And I have most definitely lost myself along with some of my best friends. And it stinks! And its confusing and sad.

But… if there’s one thing I learned is that… people come in to your life for a reason. So maybe the people who have decided to leave were only meant to be around for that portion of our lives. Maybe they were sent to me, to help me get through losing Henry. I will never know. And trust me I know it takes two to have a friendship. I am not a saint. There are things I could have differently. I could have texted more, called more, been my old persistence self. I let my pride and my hurt feelings of them not reaching out dictate my actions and that wasn’t fair. So…even though I know I could have been a better friend myself, I have come to terms with accepting the fact that they just do not want to be a part of our lives anymore. And that’s ok. It truly is ok because we have the most amazing support system of people who love us and love Wally. We have people who don’t get offended when a call or text message isn’t answered and forgotten about (eventually I do remember ;))We have people that despite our sweet, complicated, Wally, and our crazy, chaotic life, still want to be in our lives. These are the people who I want to surround myself with. The people who (I hope) will be around for the long haul. Because as much as I need a friend, I want to be that friend for someone else.

So for all you out there that know exactly where I am coming from. That know the sting you feel from realizing someone doesn’t want to be a part of your life anymore, please know this…. people come and go. It is just the way of life. Seasons change. Circumstances change. The world keeps turning. Does it suck? Hell yeah it sucks. BUT…It is ok if someone walks away from the friendship you have thought you created. It just means they were not meant to follow you in the next chapter of your story. And here is a little secret that I recently learned and witnessed. That next chapter, the chapter in your story, is full of new friendships and new beginnings. And let me tell you friend, that hope, is enough to dull the hurt and the sting you feel now.

So I am saying goodbye to these past friendships and saying hello to new friendships. Life is crazy beautiful and filled with twists and turns. As long as I have my faith and hope in tomorrow, I know that everything will turn out exactly how God intended it too.

So here is to the next chapter of my story and the beautiful friendships it creates! ❤ ❤

Love you all,

Wally’s Momma ❤

We all lose friends.. we lose them in death, to distance and over time. But even though they may be lost, hope is not.”

 

 

 

 

Fighting for my child

There’s nothing worse than a sick child. For a child with Barth syndrome the smallest cold can send them down a dangerous path. There’s also nothing worse than a doctor or doctors who do not listen to you and look at you and treat you like you are crazy.

Wally has once again landed himself back in the hospital. He’s had cold like symptoms for over a week and started running a high fever Thursday night. We were worried to the point we took him to the ED on Sunday night to be sent home. On Tuesday we realized enough was enough and demanded to be admitted. Luckily we have a pediatrician who listens and agreed that he did not look well.

Barth boys can be tricky and hard to figure out. One thing is for certain is that they can become neutropenic and have a hard time fighting off infection. When this happens you worry about things such as sepsis and death. Well of course this was our concern with Wally. We wanted four things to happen. We wanted to be admitted. We wanted to figure out why Wally had a high fever for going on 7 days. We wanted to make sure he wasn’t neutropenic and that he was able to fight this current infection appropriately. And we wanted an inpatient hospital consult with a hematologist. Luckily our pediatrician actually listens to me and agreed right away. So off to the hospital we went.

We have yet to find out if Wally has cyclic neutropenia. We have been waiting for an appointment with a hematologist forever. Luckily we are fortunate to have such an amazing support system including our families and our Barth family! Shelley, who I mention a lot, one of the founders of the Barth Foundation, and a barth momma has the most amazing connections! Including neutropenia specialist AudreyAnna, who helped us receive a referral to one of the best hematologist in our area. All the hospital doctors had to do was page and call this amazing hematologist, Dr. Tarantino. Dr. T knew about us from AudreyAnna and agreed to take us on. But in order for him to get involved the hospitalist had to make the call. Well that didn’t happen. And it was a long frustrating two days trying to explain over and over again what exactly it was that we wanted.

They found out Wally has a double ear infection and a bad upper respiratory infection. They did blood work and although his neutropenia levels were low they were in acceptable range. The doctors than proceeded to tell us that because his neutropenia levels were “fine” they didn’t see the need for a inpatient consult with a hematologist. I knew that there was nothing intervention wise that there could be done because at the time Wally wasn’t neutropenic thank the lord. BUT we wanted an inpatient consult to establish with Dr. T because that way we could schedule a follow up quicker to get started on weekly lab draws to determine if Wally’s neutrophil counts cycle. The doctors were not understanding what I was saying. One doctor even went as far to say, “Well his neutrophils are normal so we now know he won’t ever have a problem with being neutropenic”. 🙄🙄. I tried to explain that with Barth syndrome the boys can cycle, they can be intermittent, and when they do become neutropenic they go down hill fast. They shrugged me off. They even smirked. I think some of them thought I was crazy and some of them thought I was looking for trouble. But here’s the thing. Our sweet Wally has been sick five times in six months! FIVE! Luckily he fought the infections like a champ, but this is not ok. Sooner or later he’s going to get an infection and the outcomes are not going to be so great.

Fortunately I have a dear friend, Cassie, who works for Dr. T and who I was in contact with. She said she talked to Dr. T and he was more than happy to come see Wally in the hospital knowing it wasn’t an emergency etc. But the doctors had to make the call for him to be able to step in. Well these doctors were just not hearing what I was trying to say. And that didn’t happen. There is nothing more frustrating than trying to do what’s best for your child and not getting the support from medical staff that you need.

When you don’t have that support you start to question yourself as a mother. Am I crazy? Am I looking too much in to this? And these doubts eat away at you. You really start to believe that you are crazy. Since Wally has been born he’s had a rough go. He still has so many issues that we do not have the answers for. That we are fighting like hell to figure out. We have had amazing experiences with medical staff and the physicians that have seen Wally. Until this hospital stay. Luckily everything worked out due to my connections but what if it hadn’t? I know there are a lot of families with medically fragile and sick children who go through the same thing. Having a medically fragile and sick child… it’s exhausting. And than having to explain yourself over and over. And fight for your child and what he/she needs over and over. It’s not fair to the child or to the parents.

Barth Syndrome is complicated. Wally is complicated. His medical history is complicated. I know and understand a lot of people, especially doctors, do not know about Barth Syndrome and what it can entail. But when it comes to something one doesn’t understand or know you research it and you listen to the concerns of the parents or guardians. No one knows a child better than their parents.

Wally didn’t choose this life. We didn’t choose this life for him. All we want is for Wally to be happy, healthy, and to lead a normal life. So when it comes to his health I will do everything in my power to be his voice. I will continue to fight and go to hell and back to make sure he is getting the care he needs and deserves. And anyone who wants to stand in my way… well be ready to put up a fight.

Thank you all for the continued prayers and love. AJ, Wally, and I are eternally grateful.

Wally’s mom 💕💕

We may be small, but together we’re stronger 💙

It’s been 20 days since we’ve returned from the Barth Conference in Florida. And I am still finding myself trying to work through all the different emotions that you experience when attending such events. Maybe it’s the fact that Wally turns eight months today and I’m feeling sentimental and emotional. Or maybe it’s because I am in awe of all the people we met and the members of the Barth Foundation.

These last eight months have not been easy. They have been so so hard. And when we received that Barth Diagnosis our world came crashing down. The fear and anxiety was mind numbing. I have never felt more alone than I did sitting in that hospital room, wondering if I was ever going to take my baby home.

When you’re in the hospital you have a lot of time on your hands. That time I had led me to google. In my search for information about Barth Syndrome, led me to Shelley Bowen at the Barth Foundation. It would be a couple weeks, a trip home, another trip to the hospital for failure to thrive, before I’d actually have the guts to contact her. What was I scared of? It’s funny now, looking back. Because Shelley… how can I even put into words what Shelley is. But she is simply inspiring. Amazing. The calm to your storm. I was terrified the day I called her. Our world still teetering all over the place. We were still questioning what Wally’s quality of life would be. We were scared. Sad. Gearing up for a g tube surgery!! And no one understood! No one could give us facts. Because Barth’s is so very rare even Wally’s physicians couldn’t give us much information. I was desperate to talk to someone who understood. Who could answer questions that I had. So I emailed Shelley, a member and founder of the Barth Foundation. And what happened next will forever have a special memory in my heart.

Shelley called me a couple days later and we talked for what seemed like hours. That conversation filled me with hope. Finally. I was finally having a conversation with someone who understand every single emotion I was feeling. Was answering questions before I even asked. Who was simply sitting on the other end of the phone listening. After that conversation, and crying may be a few tears, I told my husband we’re going to that Barth Conference. We need to find a way to make it work financially. And God love him he found a way for us to go.

Walking in to the conference on the first day I had no idea what to expect. I was so nervous to meet these people I had gotten to talk to over Facebook. Silly to be nervous, because my nerves was completely gone the minute I met Shelley face to face and she wrapped me in a hug. Over the next couple of hours we got to meet so many different people and families with Barth boys just like our Wally. The conversations were easy and they flowed. It’s hard to explain what it’s like to walk in to a room of people you’ve never met but immediately you feel at home. You’re surrounded by people who get what you’re going through. Who love your son almost as much as you do. It’s the most incredible feeling to be surrounded by so much love and kindness. And be surrounded by people who welcome you with open arms.

The week was emotionally draining but also inspiring. There was information and knowledge presented, tough conversations, lots of tears, but more importantly, a lot of laughter and love. I would sit and watch all of these amazing boys and men living with Barth’s and my heart felt like it could burst. These boys, and men, are simply the best. All the struggles they have to overcome but they do it with grace. It was truly inspiring to be able to witness the friendships, the bonds, the love, that has formed because of a disease called Barth Syndrome. And the people who make the conference happen?It’s truly a sight to see. All these amazing people coming together, to help find treatments and a cure for our boys. The planning and the executing. Making sure everything runs smoothly. I know it cannot be easy but we the Bastian Family thank you! Thank you for dedicating your time to help bring us all together! To help fight along side us for a cure for our boys! We are truly grateful.

I wouldn’t wish Barth Syndrome on anyone. But if we as a family have to walk this path in life, I am so very blessed and thankful to have these amazing people to walk it with. We love our Barth Family so very much! And we count down the days until we can all be together again. I believe a dear, new, friend of mine, Sue Wilkins, once said this, “We may be small, but together we’re stronger”. And she is so very right. 💙💚

A whole new family

As you all know, we are at that Barth Conference in Clearwater Beach Florida. We have met other families who are living with Barth’s. We’ve heard from Doctors and specialists who specialize in Barth’s. I cannot even begin to describe the amazing time we are having learning all about the disease our sweet Wally is suffering from.

But today, today has been by far the most emotional. A lot of tears were shed. Today, doctors, amazing people of the Barth Foundation, men living with Barth’s, and family members were able to discuss what it’s like living with Barth’s in a room full of people, most importantly people from the FDA!! To sit and listen to the other families tell their stories. To older boys/men living with Barth syndrome telling their stories and the struggles they live with everyday… to FINALLY be around amazing people who “get it”. These brave individuals were able to plead their case on why it is so important we need these clinical trials, medicines, but most importantly a cure!

I cannot even begin to express how much AJ, Wally, and I are humbled to be a part of such an amazing group of people from the first moment you meet them, automatically feel like family! I think about leaving on Sunday and not seeing our Barth family for two years and my heart aches. I cannot even begin to explain how amazing it feels to have people understand what we are going through. To understand the struggles, the triumphs, the fear, the worry, but most importantly the love we feel and go through on a daily basis. There’s no having to explain why Wally’s so small. No questions asked why he doesn’t take the whole bottle by mouth. Oh it’s medicine time? Wally needs a nap? Wally’s hot? We get it.

I’m having a hard time finding the words to explain how amazing it all is. I sit here with tears in my eyes trying to wrap my head around all the different emotions I’m feeling. To have this whole new family that we get to be a part of, that will understand everything we have and will go through, well let’s just say we are eternally grateful.

And let me tell you, these Barth boys/men are the most sincere, polite, kindest, compassionate, most down to earth people I’ve ever met! I can only hope and pray Wally takes after them. And the way they love the younger Barth Boys and take them under their wings melts my heart. Wally loves a particular Barth man John Wilkins who is living with Barth Syndrome. Johns mom, Sue is one of the founders of the Barth Foundation. Amazing family. Wally just lights up every time John comes and talks to Wally. It’s the cutest thing! I must remember to get more pictures!!

Well it’s been an exhausting week. But I just had to share my emotions and feelings about today. I’m still trying to wrap my head around all the different emotions. All I can say is, I’m so glad I contacted the Barth Foundation, but most importantly, Shelley. And I am so happy we were able to attend this amazing conference. It has truly been life changing.

Thanks for reading.

Wally snuggling with Mrs. Brandi! Another Barth Momma to an amazing son Deacon! A person who I so look up too and admire! (Don’t mind his PJS. Daddy brought him down during our women’s discussion session 🤣🤣)

Ear infections, packing, & teething, OH MY!

Boy or boy, where do I start?

Well, it has been a long interesting month that is for sure. We have been busy getting ready for our trip to Florida, Wally turned 7 months (still cannot believe it)! 😍😍 And we have been dealing with an unexpected ear infection. 😭😭 A couple of weeks ago Wally became really irritable, whiney, pulling on his ears, just all around uncomfortable. For the first couple of days I chalked it up to teething. I was so hoping it was just teething. Ear infections are rough for any child, but for Wally and his sensitive stomach, the antibiotic just tears him up :(. But unfortunately on the fifth day, the symptoms had not gotten any better. So it was off to the doctors we went. Diagnosis-ear infection :(. I was so bummed out because it had only been exactly one month since his last double ear infection! (We are going to be talking to his doctor about having his blood work drawn more often to check for neutropenia.) We started the dreaded antibiotic (which gives him such bad diarrhea), and he slowly but surely got better. It’s funny because even though in pain and not feeling well, Wally’s personality comes out more and more every day. He never fails to make anyone who comes across him laugh and smile! He truly lights up our life.

On top of the ear infection he is also teething! When you are pregnant, everybody always has their two cents on what to do, what not to do, what to expect, but why in the heck does no one prepare you for the monster that is the teething monster!!👹 I mean my goodness, it is terrible! Grumpy, drooling, biting, chewing, just all around miserable. Add on the ear infection and lets just say it has been a long two weeks haha. But he’s getting stronger! He holds himself up so well now! Still is not sitting up on his own, but we know that will come with time. I must admit we haven’t been very diligent on the solids. Mainly because he has been such a mess I dreaded causing a belly ache on top of everything else he has/had going on. Although, he has showed more interest in what we are eating! And loved chewing on a waffle fry haha. But I am going to make it my mission to start being more consistent when we return from our trip!

Speaking of trip, can I just say, packing for yourself is one thing, but packing for a 7 month old, a medically fragile one at that, is down right exhausting. I have been so anxious getting ready for this trip, I have to remind myself to breathe most days. I just have been so afraid that I am going to forget something that requires Wally to survive and be well. This includes his medicines and feeding supplies. But I made a ton of lists! And that has helped tremendously! For all of you reading that don’t know, we are attending the Barth Conference in Clearwater Beach Florida! It will consist of other physicians and families who also have sons living with Barth Syndrome. We are so unbelievably excited to meet these wonderful people and were hoping to find out as much information as we can! I must say though, I am nervous how this trip is going to go. We are flying, and with Wally just getting over an ear infection I worry about his ears popping! Not to mention the anxiety being away from home and his routine! The thing with Wally is, he is so darn particular. From how he sleeps, to where he sleeps, to everything in between! I am hoping since we will be so busy and there will be a ton of people he will love the attention and go with the flow. From my lips to God’s ears! 😉

Thank you all for continuing to follow our journey. Wish us luck and pray for safe travels! ✈️✈️

Tough times never last

I know I haven’t posted an update in awhile. Mainly because… well life has been hard lately. I’ve been struggling a lot mentally. Having and dealing with anxiety and depression with very little sleep is mind numbing. Some days the exhaustion catches up to me and I have a tendency to retreat into this dark hole and sometimes it takes me awhile to get out of. Before Wally when I would have these episodes I would just sleep it off. Well as we all know that’s not possible with Mr. Wally J.

So I spend the dark moments mainly crying, begging God for strength, and trying to find the positive in every day. The truth is, being a mom to Wally is the best thing I have ever done. And for the most part he is doing wonderfully. But being the main care giver can take its toll. There are some days I don’t even recognize who I am anymore. I still haven’t lost all the baby weight and most days I don’t even look in a mirror because I’m just disgusted with how I look. There’s no time for the things I used to enjoy. No time for friends (the little friends I now have). Family. Even my dog and husband. I cannot even remember when is the last time I did something for myself. My days are consisted of taking care of Wally, drs appts, drawing up medicines, filling bottles, washing bottles, cleaning the house, making sure everyone is taken care of that I realize…. there’s no time left for myself. And than there’s the worrying. Worrying that Wally’s getting sick. Worrying that his heart will stop beating. Worrying about why he doesn’t sleep. Worrying about the future and what that may look like for him. Worrying about whether or not I should be doing something different for him. Is he hurting? Is he happy? Scared? My mind is always going in a thousand different directions and I can’t even begin to describe how exhausting it is.

Now don’t get my wrong. I have an amazing husband who is ever so patient with me and my crazy self. He helps as much as he can. And Wally just adores him. We also have people offering to help. But the problem I’m having is letting go of the control. Letting people help. Because I have this notion that no one can do it better than I can (not realistic). Wally can be difficult and he’s very particular and when I think about someone else watching him I panic. My heart literally races. I feel nauseous. Will he be good? Will it go ok? Will he wonder where I am? Do they know exactly how to swaddle him? Exactly how to feed him? Will they know when he’s tired or in pain? A lot of this… isn’t realistic. It’s my anxiety that I need to get under control. I need to learn to let go just a little bit.. But it’s hard. Oh so hard. And I struggle with it daily. As I type this with tears in my eyes I realize how big of a mess I am as I tell myself to just breathe.

I know a lot of the people who are close to us probably think I’m crazy. Some I believe are in denial of Wallys diagnosis. It’s easy to be in denial when he looks normal and you aren’t living the day to day with him. And maybe I am crazy. Actually I probably am just a little bit. I never would have imagined this would be my life. Never in my wildest dreams. But does anyone really think they’re going to lose a child? Or birth another child who will end up being medically fragile?

Every day I’m working on my anxiety. Working on letting go. It’s a rough road and times are tough, but I know in my heart it’ll get better.. And what will keep me going until then is Wally hitting a milestone. The way he looks up at me and smiles. That full belly laugh he does that makes my heart sing. He is my strength. He is my motivation. He is my will to keep on keeping on.

“Tough times never last, but tough people do.”

It’s ok to not be ok

Sleep. What is sleep? I feel like I haven’t slept since Walter has been born. He’s always been a terrible sleeper. Waking up frequently. Screaming when waking up like he is pain. It can be exhausting, overwhelming, and frustrating. Along with the wakings, theres also the every three hour feeds. For those of you that do not know, Wally ended up back in the hospital a week after we got home for failure to thrive. He ended up undergoing surgery for a G-tube. We are now on a strict schedule of 4 oz every three hours during the day and 4 oz every four hours at night. We hardly ever make it to the four hours, so it ends up being every three hours at night too. My husband works third shift four days a week, and second shift one day a week. So four out of the seven days I do the night wakings and feedings by myself. It makes for some very long, sleepless nights. Most days I feel like my head is in a fog and I cannot think straight.

I’m a person who has always loved sleep and have always needed a lot of it. So going without sleep is hard for me. You would think after six months, my body would be used to it by now. But unfortunately that’s not the case. It’s like having a newborn for six months straight. It affects my health and it affects my relationships with my loved ones because I’m so tired, mentally, emotionally, and physically, that when I do have a free moment I just want to sleep.

On June 20th Wally has his six month check up and the dreaded shots 😩😩. We plan on discussing with our pediatrician the idea of a sleep study or may be being seen by a neurologist. Wally constantly twitches, moans, and cries in his sleep. He is always restless and just acts like he cannot sleep well. With Barth Syndrome the boys can have muscle pain and muscle fatigue. We wonder if he may be having muscle pain which causes him to not sleep well.

The nights can be hard and long. There are times where I end up in the bathroom on the floor just crying because I just want him to sleep so I can sleep. And than I cry because my heart hurts for him. I want to fix what’s causing him to not sleep and I can’t and it’s the worst feeling in the world. My poor husband… there are many nights he gets angry and sad texts with how much I am struggling. Luckily he works in town so he can stop in if he isn’t busy. For that I am grateful.

The other night was an exceptionally hard night. This is hard for me to admit so please be gentle. Wally just got over a double ear infection almost a week ago. Ever since his ear infections he has not been sleeping. And when I say not sleeping, I mean waking every hour screaming. (We had his ears rechecked. They are fine). Well this certain night, I was exhausted. I had nothing left to give. I tried everything to get him to sleep. Tylenol. Walking. Rocking him. Laying him in bed with me. He would fall asleep but than awake again screaming. Every time he would wake up screaming, I got more and more frustrated. Why oh why wouldn’t my child sleep? I remember the tears would start forming the minute I would hear the first scream. There was one waking that I had to go outside on our front step and just take some deep breaths. And than I let the tears fall as I set on our front step sobbing as my child cried inside. I would think to myself I can’t do this anymore. I can’t help him. He deserves better. And than I thought about my husband being able to get a break by going to work and than being able to sleep during the day without any interruptions. And I got mad. I was so mad. Mad that he got a break. Mad that he got to sleep. Mad that I couldn’t help my child. Mad at God for making me a carrier of Barth syndrome and passing it on to my boys. But after a couple of minutes of throwing myself a pity party, I stood up and went back inside, walked in to my sweet baby’s room, sat with him in the rocking chair, and sobbed. I remembered praying over and over to God for strength and patience. Like that night there are many nights where I feel so alone. That all this responsibility falls on my shoulders and it’s so exhausting. Mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausting.

Sometimes I wonder how I’ll make it through another day. But than daylight comes and I look down in to the sweet face that is Wally J and he looks up at me and smiles and my heart feels like it could explode. The tiredness, the long nights, the tears, the anger forgotten. Because here is this sweet little boy who was (excuse my language) dealt a really shitty hand in life but continues to smile. Who looks at me like I’m his everything. Who even though, doesn’t sleep well continues to conquer each day with a smile and a coo.

The nights may be long and hard. But the days are full of smiles and laughs. Happy moments watching Wally discover this world. The way his eyes light up when his dad or I walk in to the room. The way his eyes get really big when he gets excited about something. The amount of love I feel watching AJ with him. The overwhelming happiness I feel when he reaches a milestone. The kisses and the snuggles. He goes through every day like he hasn’t a care in the world. He is happy, and for that I am grateful.

Wally has forever changed my life. He makes me want to be a better person, a better wife, daughter, nurse, friend. He gives me the strength to go on. He shows me every day with his smile that life isn’t all that bad. The love I feel for him replaces the tiredness that I feel every day. This little boy needs me. He needs me to be strong. To continue to fight for him and for a cure. To be his voice. I will always try my hardest to do all of that and more.

A good friend is always telling me, it’s ok to not be ok. And as hard as that is for me to admit, I am learning to not be so hard on myself. To give myself a break. And to remember this too shall pass. And even though I am always tired, the good out weighs the bad. The happy days replace the tired nights. I’m so lucky Wally is here. That he’s doing well. Unfortunately some parents aren’t so lucky.

So I will continue to find the strength through Wally and his smiles to make it through each day. I will continue to count my blessings and fight like hell to be the mom Wally needs me to be.

As always Wally’s warriors, thanks for reading.