Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Surgery Eve

Tallulah continues to live her new life like she asked for it herself.

With her new sweet friend, Ava

My Mom gives me slurpees in a bottle.  What does yours do?

Beach baby

Sand is the missing sixth food group.



Sadly, tomorrow is the big day where she's probably going to wish she never knew any of us.  We will check into the hospital at 5:30am and surgery starts at 7:30am.  They said to expect at least 4 hours.  During this time, they will repair her palate, her lip and insert tubes in her ears as they are full of fluid.  Meanwhile, during the same time, I will be trying to be a grown up and not cry in the bathroom stall.  (For too long anyway.), I felt compelled to take as many pictures as I could of her with her sweet first little face and capture all my favorite expressions before they change forever.  I'll spare you most of them, but these were some of my favorites.

She's lucky I didn't eat her alive right then and there.

This is her "What's going on?" face when a flock of birds suddenly flew away.

This is her "Oh my god, I love doggies" face of wonder.

This is her jumping out from behind me, "Surprise!" face.

This is her "I just filled your pant leg with sand" face.

This face always means trouble is brewing.  In the bathtub, it could mean a Code Brown is on its way OR that she's about to dump a cup of water on the floor.

Just a cute, happy face.

This is the "I'm standing up in the tub.  Whatcha gonna do about it, lady?" face.

This is the "Proud to have enough hair for a mohawk" face.

This is the "No surgery will ever make me more beautiful than I am right now" face.

Last peaceful nap at home.  


With Evie's surgeries, I was worried about her living THROUGH them.  With Tallulah's surgery, I am worried about her living AFTER it.  I can't imagine what it will be like for her to wake up completely disoriented in a strange room, hooked to machines and IVs, with her arms bound in restraints and with a completely swollen face/mouth that feels entirely different from anything she's ever known.

We'd appreciate any thoughts or prayers for a successful surgery and an as "comfortable as they come" recovery.  Thanks for checking in.