Hadley...All grown up.

I have really been slacking on our blog...probably because if I'm on the internet and tv at the same time we can't get a good signal. Oh Middle Point Cable how you have made me frustrated...

Anyways back to the post.

Hadley.

What can I say about this girl, now grown girl.

People say you blink and it's gone, you'll miss this in the future, blah blah blah.

BUT HOW IS SHE FIVE??????????

Seriously. Still remember the pregnancy test, the first night in the hospital, driving home from the hospital...honestly, I feel like it was yesterday. She has survived the terrible twos, trying threes and funky fours. Now we have the fives....she fits the fives well. Periodically whiney, but aware of her behavior, able to rain it in when necessary. Also willing to get Gweny in trouble or point our her whining...but for the most part this helpful big sister. Always excited for an adventure and leading the way with Gwen and Parker on her heels. I am beyond proud that she is my first born and so happy at the progress she is making into a beautiful young girl.

 

This is a pic of her first bus ride for preschool locally. So...February.

 

 

Breakfast before her graduation day. SO GROWN UP!

 

This would be a cap and gown. My preschool graduate all ready for kindergarten!

On a random sick day for Parker or SOMEONE, I got to wait with Hadley for the bus at the sitter. Man, did I enjoy this. Wished I could have done it everyday....

Before mother's day weekend her teachers sent this home with her. It had an awesome poem with it which is on the fridge so I can't repeat it verbatim. Something about if I had a flower for everytime I thought how much I love you I'd have a garden to walk through forever.

 

Graduating preschool, driving now....hahaha

Long, hard day playing with my cousins....

She was our squealing girl, always so darn loud...then we found out why when she failed her kindergarten hearing test, headed to the ENT and learned she had fluid on her ears. For how long, we will never know. Tubes have been out, I would assume years now. Then we noticed she had tonsils the size of golf balls and was always having her mouth open....because her adnoids were massive also and she couldn't breathe through her nose. My poor, poor Hadley. A downside to being the parent is you feel like you failed. Overlooked the obvious, let them down, made them behind. Just absurd feelings that don't make sense, but they are still ever present. No one warned you of those emotions, feelings, or frustrations when you thought about having kids. So immediately we discussed what needs to be done and took the steps to do so. Many thanks to family for helping with pre-op appointments and post-op care. We went with the full package- tubes, adnoids, and tonsils....all taken care of in one foul swoop.

This is a shot on the way to Fort Wayne at 6 AM. She knows she's getting her "Tonkils" out and smelling bubble gum to fall asleep...still niave at this moment believing this is a good thing, which it ultimately is however no clue about the next ten days...

 



In the pre-op section she is starting to realize this may not be such an easy breezy thing. Getting very nervous, shy, crying. Still, tough as nails, willing to walk with the random nurse back to the OR without her mommy with only a few tears. In the background here is Dr Kaiser. A WONDERFUL provider that I am so happy we found here in this area...

In the recovery area I got to hear multiple children wake up in different ways from the anesthesia. Some screamed, some puked, but my Hadley...she just whimpered. The sweetest softest sounds. She was so mellow it broke my heart. Doing everything we asked...

She took the little nap the nurses told her she needed. Ate the popsicle, drank the apple juice, watched her barbie movie...a perfect patient she was. Two hours later and everything was done and we were heading home.

A big smile afterwards as we headed to McDonalds. Her request???????????

She ate her fries, drank her smoothie then wanted to go home...the hour car ride proved too much for her....

Once we got home she ate some more....and more.....and more. Then we took a three hour nap. PERFECT day for me :) Next it was off to get her sisters at the sitter, show Miss Pat her booboos and come back home to see Dada. Who, of course, had to spoil her like crazy since he wasn't there for the day....

Now on day nine she is getting better. She still guards her voice, which sounds alarmingly different, but has decreased her medications mostly just needing dosed after sleeping. I keep reminding her by Sunday she should feel more like normal. It was neat to see the difference in her hearing. At McDonalds she heard all the machine beeps, kept saying it was so loud and looking everytime she heard it. Praise God for tubes :) Hopefully all done before school starts and she risked really getting behind. Oh My Hads-McGrads...Much Love.