June 23 is the first anniversary of Margot's heart surgery. I took this photo around this time last year, in addition to a little videoclip of the kids kissing Margot. It took me till now to really acknowledge why I took them. I thought we might lose her, and wanted a record for the kids of this child, proof that they had a little sister. It broke my heart to think that they'd be too young to remember her. I look at this photo with sorrow, when I think of how the mother I was then had to think about the real possibility that my new daughter might die.
And of course, today, I look at it with joy as I look out the window to see three little birds, smeared with ketchup and roasted marshmallows, filthy shirts, enjoying our Sunday night dinner of sausages and perogies around a campfire. Margot sits on the cat, who runs away; then she puts on daddy's HUGE flip-flops and gets frustrated when she can't walk very well in them. Violet and Jude giggle at her.
Margot is aptly named: her middle name is Joy.
"Where are you goin' my little one, little one?
ReplyDeleteWhere are you goin' my baby my own?
Turn around and you're two
Turn around and you're four
Turn around and you're a young girl
Going out of the door."
Bless her heart and her mama's.
I'm glad you made it through such a seemingly hard journey. May peace continue to radiate your family's future.
ReplyDelete~Samantha
And aren't you so glad today that you had the courage to take the picture? It's awesome that you did. I'm glad that today you can watch your 3 little ones playing together. Cheers ~
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine how frightening that time was for you! You were a strong soul to get through it all!
ReplyDeletexo maureen
I too, am struck by your courage. Your children have such a gift in a mother like you.
ReplyDeleteYou have brought tears to my eyes through sharing your story. I am so grateful that you are able to record these sweet, precious momentss of all *three* of your little ones. Experiences like this certainly make you realize that each day is a rich gift! xoxo
ReplyDeleteHow difficult that must have been, and how difficult it still must be to even think of it. Thank you for sharing a bit of your story here, your courage is an inspiration! your precious three babies are beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI stood by a dear friend as she went through a very similar situation, her daughter has already had two open heart surgeries and will need a third. She is however strong and healthy and thinking back on it now, holding that little girls hand when her state was still so fragile, such tenderness...The heart of a mother... amazing what we can pull through when we must.
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