Blake’s Home Team Advantage
I call my 5 boys the “HOME TEAM” for several reasons, but the main one is what I am about to share with you. This is where it all began.
I am giving you a look into our family’s life as we made the choice to fight against an illness that was running rampant throughout a darling two-year-old boy whom we call Blake. I get asked the question often, “When did you decide to try something different for Blake?” The answer to that is simple. It was the minute I was told by a specialist, “This is all we can do. There is no cure and the medication will only help him for a short period of time.” As soon as we left the hospital doors, I knew we would attempt any avenue to help Blake. As terrified as I was, I didn’t ever believe there was only one path; although that is what I was told to believe.
The first place we went after being discharged was to the Ronald McDonald house where Blake’s four brothers were waiting to see him. I bet it seemed like a decade since they played with their sweet brother. This picture says it all. I couldn’t help but sit back and watch the reunion. I knew right then and there that we were a team. We had Blake’s back and we were in this together, no matter what. Our family would cry with him and fight with him. We are Blake’s “HOME TEAM” and biggest fans. The “HOME TEAM” was born right here, with the very first huddle.
On the ride home, Eric and I both had a couple fears! Did I have even an inkling of what I was doing? Not a flipping clue!! Remember, I left the hospital with a diagnosis (kind of), prescriptions to fill, and a list of low sodium foods.
All of you Mommas out there can remember the day your nurse helped you correctly place your new, sweet baby in the car seat and then escorted you from the hospital to your car. Or for all my home-birth sistas, think about the first time cuddling your fresh new little babe. Remember those feelings of love as you meet for the first time. The excitement. The slight freak-out knowing that you are responsible for this baby. YOU! It is up to you to wake up, feed, change every diaper, and devote your time and efforts to the darling little human that now solely relied on YOU. I consider being a mother my most sacred duty.
I lived this all over again the minute we left the room at Primary Children’s Hospital. My two-year-old was not the same little boy I knew a few months prior. Well, he was… but he looked different, he acted different, and he was 9 lbs heavier from extra fluid in his body. He was hurting, he was tired, and he was sick. I was TERRIFIED, but also very determined. As difficult as it was to see my son sick and in the hospital, the next year was the real test. It would have been so much easier to continue down our current path, and not change a thing. Just as the doctors had told us to do. It would have been a piece of cake to adhere to the fact that there wasn’t anything I could do to help or save Blake. Although that was the easier route, I knew I couldn’t do that. So, “HOME TEAM” was born and we were off on a journey as a family fighting illness together! We are Blake’s “HOME-TEAM” and he is one of us. Its game time!