by ericasteele | Dec 28, 2013 | Children, random life
Feeling the need to fill space, I am going to write more often (possibly).
You may or may not be interested in reading my ramblings, and this is completely ok.
Robin and I have a saying in our house, “TAGB”. Thanks and God Bless.
It is usually given in a sarcastic manner, or said immediately after an “order” is given. This will be said to all those feeling the need to not read.
You too can say this in your home.
It may cause confusion at first, but if you continue, you too will know the joy.
Tonight we went to the movies with some friends. We saw a movie about Walter Mittie (I think). It was dang funny. I mean, really, we all kept reciting lines from it at the coffee shop afterwards. That’s when you know it was worth the eight bucks.
The take-away from the movie tonight was, be adventurous, take chances, live life. I think I am ready to travel the world.
Our kids hung at home with the sitter and made laser tunnels and forts all over the house. It really makes my heart happy when they have friends over and their creativity busts open.
It is currently 1 a.m. and Kennady and I are the only ones awake. I am writing a blog and my tender husband is about to start snoring.
Christmas was great. I was able to be home for Christmas eve and day with the family. When you work in the field of midwifery, you never know when a baby will be ready to make their entrance. You often take things like that for granted until you have had to spend one (or more) away, because no matter how great the cause, nothing can replace your family.

The one big bummer is that my side of the family had the flu bug going around and we still haven’t celebrated with them. I am really looking forward to harassing my parents mercilessly.
A new year is approaching quickly, hang on to your seats.
TAGB
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by ericasteele | Aug 20, 2013 | hospital, random life

Robin and I haven’t posted since Kennady got home from the hospital during her last stay because the pace of life right now, feels similar to the pace of an avalanche at your back while skiing straight down a hill.
Kennady made it home and recovered great after her baclofen pump was implanted.
Approximately 1 month out from the surgery, she got an infection in her site which ultimately resolved on it’s own.
10 days ago (2 weeks after the last infection healed up) Kennady’s incision on her back, developed a red raised spot on it. This grew over the week and then the redness spread to the front of her belly and incisions.
I took her in to the E.R. on Saturday knowing that we were most likely not leaving until we got some antibiotics, at a minimum.
Low and behold, she was admitted.
The doctor came in the following morning (from vacation) to operate on her wounds.
The goal was to clean the infection out and then make a plan.
Unfortunately, when the doctor went in, the infection was concerning enough, combined with a positive culture for Staph, that she had to have her entire baclofen pump and catheter removed.
We are extremely disappointed. Disappointed doesn’t even seem to fit.
There really aren’t words right now. It feels like such a long journey to end up in this place.
Today she had a picc line placed so that she could get antibiotics for the next 2+ weeks, as she is healing.
The doctor told us that Kennady will need to heal from this surgery and infection and that in a few months we could possibly put the pump back in.
There is so much to process right now, we are just being here with Kennady and spending time with our boys.
I will be leaving to go take my final exams on Wednesday evening, and will return on Saturday. This leaves Robin alone with the boys and a girl in the hospital.
Fortunately, we have lots of wonderful friends and family on standby to help.
We are in the process of trying to get back home with our home health care company. This way, we can avoid the extended stay at the hospital and be in the comfort of our home
We don’t have a solid plan yet, but please pray that it will be clear each step that we take.
Thank you for all of your love, prayers and support!
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Waiting in the E.R. to be admitted. I was studying and Kenna was laughing at the T.V.
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This is how Robin passes time at the hospital. He love animals soooo much that he has to go walk the balloon animals to decompress. 😉
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by ericasteele | Jun 26, 2013 | Children, hospital

Can’t wait to see her up in her chair and laughing again!
Kennady had her second surgery Tuesday morning.
Robin and I (Erica) were both shocked when they were about to take her back and told us it would be 4 hours. For some reason, we thought this surgery would be shorter than the last.
They took her back and we headed out to the coffee shop upstairs for some breakfast.
The waiting for someone in surgery can be many things
1.) Nerve wracking
2.) Boring
3.) Sleep inducing
4.) A good time to catch up on random stuff
5.) A good time to talk to your spouse, uninterrupted
Seeing as Robin and I had done a lot of catching up the past several days, and I really don’t like sitting and staring at the walls, I decided to go shopping around the corner.
This is where my martyr level started to drop. I knew I shouldn’t leave because immediately, this gives my husband the lead, but..I decided to let him keep the lead temporarily so that I could possibly get some new clothes.
It is a little strange leaving the building while your child is in surgery, but it sure did help the time pass a little faster.
We finally got the page to come back to talk to the doctor 6 hours after we left her with them. Then, we got back to the waiting room and waited a loooonnnggg 35 minutes before the doctor came in.
She came in and said something along the lines of, no part of this is easy with your daughter.
Basically, they had to redo the initial part of the surgery during this second part.
They had to remove the catheter in her spine that was placed initially, and put in a new one, then they were able to place the pump and hook the catheter up to it.
So the plan was that she would not have to lay on her stomach again after the second surgery, but because of the incident with the faulty catheter, she is back on her stomach for 3 days.
This is extending our time here by a day or two. We are hoping to be out by Friday or Saturday.
Robin left to go back to San Marcos to teach a class tonight and sleep in our bed at home. He is officially losing his Martyr status. I however, will be staying up her tonight and smothering our girl with hugs and kisses, and sleeping on the hard couch.
Ok, ROBIN breaking into the blog now! I have officially lost my martyrdom status to my lovely wife and will completely enjoy spending the night at home tonight!
Oh, the fun we have. Thankfully, God’s grace includes a package of humor and joy. We don’t just get through by plugging along. God gives us space to pick at each other and enjoy the difficulty.
A couple of nights ago, we had to go eat dinner and we missed the surgeon’s check up visit. When we returned to the hospital, the nurse said, “the surgeon wants you to call her on her cell phone so you can talk about Kennady’s status.” Erica quickly responded, “Robin, you talk to her.” I was SHOCKED. I couldn’t believe that she was actually going to let me talk to the doctor. Erica always takes the communication role because she spends so much more personal time with Kennady and knows so much more about her.
Later, I said, “Erica, I almost fainted when you said that I could be the official spokesperson of the family and talk to the surgeon on the phone.” She softly stated, “I was just trying to submit to my husband.” I burst out into hysterical laughter! I was worried that the rest of the hospital floor would be disturbed, but we both laughed so hard about her sarcasm and then we laughed about the fact that we were laughing so hard about her submitting to her husband. Anyway, for those that don’t know us, please see this as a sign that we have a completely healthy relationship. We love each other dearly and are so thankful that God’s grace fulfills us with joy no matter the ‘life climate.’
Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy; then they said among the nations, “The Lord has done great things for them. Psalm 126:2
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Robin showing me the outcome of who will be the greatest martyr for staying over night at the hospital. Here, I am gaining the lead for staying tonight.
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This is the pump that was placed in her abdomen
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by ericasteele | Jun 25, 2013 | Children, Choices, hospital
The past 5 days have been more emotional than I (Erica) expected.
We have been preparing for this surgery for the past 3 months or more and had felt peaceful about moving forward.
Kennady has gotten much tighter and just generally uncomfortable due to her high muscle tone.
The decision to have the surgery was not one we took lightly. We finally came to a point when we felt like her quality of life was diminishing and could be maintained, or improved, with the Baclofen pump.
During this time Robin and I have discussed the surgery and all of the possibilities between the two of us, with our family, and with close friends.
As we usually do, whether in the case of a major surgery, or major sickness, we prepare for the fact that Kennady may not survive. We all come to the end of our lives at one point or another, some slowly and gently, others tragically unexpected, and many others in between.
However, life with Kennady, always has that feeling a little closer to the surface for us.
During the time leading up to this surgery, I had mentally felt prepared for whatever might happen. I had peace about the decision to move forward with the procedure. We had met with the doctors and nurses about all of the aspects of surgery, how that this was very invasive and the risk was substantial.
It is hard to tell you how many thoughts come to mind while making these decisions. Decisions on life and death and the weighty things in life. Whether it is right or wrong to extend our lives at all.
These are not small things given to us. They are great, and taken as such.
Our greatest goal and drive is to honor God in all we do. With every decision, every word spoken, every breath breathed.
Often we fall short of that goal, reflecting on what we can do better in the future.
The weight of the surgery felt light on the whole to me. I felt very peaceful about it, and up until a couple of days before, I really had no major concerns.
I simply had faith that God was in control and giving me the peace that I needed.
Thursday morning during the surgery, Robin and I sat around and talked and laughed (a lot). We discussed lots of things, none really relating to Kennady and the surgery.
After the doctor had finished the surgery she came back to talk to us. As you know, from the blog Robin wrote, the doctor’s words stunned us a bit.
I was so emotional when the doctor said it was the “this was the most difficult catheter placement I have ever done”. I felt somehow that I wasn’t prepared for that, and that somehow that peace I had felt was not authentic because I was not feeling completely peaceful in that moment. As if some how, my lack of strength was a reflection of God not providing what I so completely believed he had.
You see, in my mind, the surgery was going to go off without a hitch, or be very heartbreaking. There wasn’t really a middle ground.
When I talked to people shortly after that, I could barely get the words out without being choked up with tears and emotion.
As the day went on and we talked with doctors, family and friends, God began to reveal the truth about that moment.
The picture I began to see was so beautiful.
God prepares our hearts, gives us peace, and is with us all along the way; but the peace we feel in those moments, is not that we will handle the situation with strength, a certain emotional calm, without fear or even with joy.
Those moments of peace come from a faith that God is in control, regardless of what I might be feeling in that moment.
We can’t be prepared for things we have never walked through. Each moment of this life is individual, no two moments alike.
I could never be completely prepared enough for the loss of my daughter, I can never be completely prepared for what the future holds.
The peace that I felt before crossing that bridge and many others, was a peace that, whatever may come, God will provide the strength I need for that moment and all the moments to come.
His grace is sufficient.
That’s it. His grace is more than enough for every moment I live.
I may not know what that moment will be like or what it holds, but he is enough.
2 Corinthians 12:9 “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
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Robin showing me the outcome of who will be the greatest martyr for staying over night at the hospital. Here, I am gaining the lead for staying tonight.
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D-lish salad brought to us by Cristina Vazquez. You may not recognize us when we leave the hospital. We have eaten well.
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Today’s fashion pic
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Unexpected guests. They stopped by to pray for Kennady

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by ericasteele | Feb 2, 2013 | Choices, How to deal with pain
So, I (Erica) thought I would discuss how life is hard and the real stuff about having a child with special needs, then I thought I would talk about how we deal with it…so here it goes.
They say that having a child with disabilities can break your marriage. There are a lot of stats thrown around that are a bunch of bologna (which naturally infers disgustingness)
I read a great article, that was actually researched to some degree, on divorce in families with special needs children. It actually seems as though the stats that we have been told for so long aren’t quite as devastating as you might have thought. In some cases, children with special needs can actually make a marriage stronger.
On our blog, we often say that Kennady is a blessing, and she is, and focus on all the good that life with her brings, which she does.
However, there are plenty of times that just plain stink.
It IS hard having a child with special needs. It isn’t always cheery, fuzzy and warm.
I don’t want to turn this into a complaint session, primarily because it is not a complaint, simply a statement of truth; secondly, because I strongly dislike whining, complaining and general martyrdom for things that one should not attain martyr status for.
Recently, I was watching a documentary on vaccines and there was a mother on there that had a son with Autism. She made a statement during the documentary that was something along the lines of {people say that children with special needs are a blessing, but it isn’t. It isn’t a blessing to have a child that isn’t the way that they want to be, or that we would want them to be.}
I have thought about it before, about how our perspective isn’t the same as other peoples. This really hit home for me. It was one of those uummpfff moments. A punch to the gut in your brain. I don’t have a child that is mobile and could potentially harm themselves or someone else. We don’t experience lots of really hard things that other families do, but we have our own times.
Our focus through this blog, is to bring to light the joy our children bring us, regardless of their abilities. This joy that we are shinning a light on, often leaves out the reality of the shadows.
No matter how much joy our children bring us, we have some tough mountains to climb.
For some families, it is making sure you have extra locks in place so that your child doesn’t run out in the middle of the night.
For others, it is sleeping with your child beside you every night of their life to ensure that they are able to breath.
There is an immeasurable list of things families will do to preserve life in a way that keeps everyone the happiest, and if at all possible, sane.
Here is a list of things that I find very frustrating/hard/crappy/inconvenient, about life with our special needs child.
1.) Going out in public and needing to change a diaper of a child bigger than the infant/toddler changing table is made for.
2.) Your husband having to change diapers on his adolescent daughter.
3.) Puberty
4.) Isolation – Because you can’t just leave your child with complex needs with anyone.
5.) The unknown
6.) Accessibility in stores, restaurants, other people’s homes
7.) The large amounts of supplies, kits and randomness needed at all times
8.) D.N.R. orders (Do Not Resuscitate)
9.) Medication times: 6a.m., 2p.m., 10p.m. – always
10.) Not being able to know how my child feels specifically
All of these things are part of our daily lives and things we have to process.
How we cope with the reality is pretty straight forward. We pray, admit our shortcomings, we are open about our fears, we surround ourselves with our church and family, and we laugh…a lot.
Robin and I deal with a lot of things through humor. It’s just how we make it through.
When we started tossing around the idea of a blog, we came up with some of the following titles. We ended up with Made Meaningful.
Some of these are funny. Some are serious. Hopefully, you will laugh. If you are offended, please skip to the next title, maybe it will un-offend you.
- The grass is yellow on our side
- Hearts that serve
- So you wanna have a kid…well he is going to be sick
- H.o.P.E. floats
- Life is beautiful
- Imperfectly beautiful
- Oh $&%@, I have a handicapped kid!
- Colorful
- Life Junction
- Empty promise
- Awkward!
- A Special Heart
- Crossing a/the broken bridge
- Bridging brokenness
- Life Is Beautiful
- If you thought the first year of marriage was hell…
- A meaningful life
Life here in our house is probably a bit skewed to the humor side. I have often said that if Kennady could talk, we would all be in trouble.
One of Robin’s favorite things to say when I call home while I am out, is, “Kennady is throwing up, Jude has a fever and Avery is feeding the puppy chocolate”. None of which are true, but some how that sick mentality seems to be funny.
That, or, he answers the phone as if he is just waking up from some long winters nap. “uh…hello…”
Basically, we fight, we laugh, we cry, we laugh…uhh is this turning into an Alanis Morissette song??
The bottom line, having kids with special needs is hard. Making the choice to embrace what we have and focus on the good is far better than living in the darkness of resentment and “life isn’t fair”.
See Robin’s testimony to the Texas Legislature
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