Even in the last few days, Lacie was let down by some people who she loves and has respect for. It was sad and heartbreaking. She cried on our front porch to talk about it. Again, she wasn't angry, she was just so sad and disappointed. Asking questions of 'Why would they do that?' and 'I try so hard not to do the wrong thing!' but she couldn't understand why they didn't do the same and I couldn't help her.
This has kind of been the theme of the year. And please, understand that it hasn't been this entire year of sad situations but just a common theme around the conflicts she faced. We have become obsessed with WonderWoman. I'm not a DC comic fan at all but Gal Gadot as WonderWoman is amazing to us. Lacie loves the movie and I then explained to her how Gal was actually a military veteran in Isreal and was a real soldier. I also told her about how even though Gal had a baby in her belly, she still filmed WonderWoman too! Being pregnant and a woman didn't stop her from doing whatever she wanted.
My goal is to raise her with a heart for Christ and the mentality that she can do WHATEVER she wants no matter her age, gender, size, or any obstacle. You can always work to achieve what you want. It might not happen as easy or fast as you'd like it too but God has your back and will lead you through.
“Be careful in the world of men, Diana, for they do not deserve you.”
- Queen Hippolyta (Wonderwoman)
As many of you know, Lacie had a very bad health scare when she was 18 months old. We woke up one morning and she looked like someone had beat her. She was COVERED in bruises of all sizes, even one that was hand shaped. I was terrified. Called her father, called my mom. I put her in the bath and looked closer at her little body, counting the bruises and then I noticed tiny red speckles all over her. I googled and it was petechia. The words to follow were cancer and leukemia. We went to Urgent Care and from there were rushed to Children's. As a mother, you know when you don't have to wait in the ER and they have a room for you, ready, with the word 'isolation' by the door, it's not good. Jonathan and I thought we were going to lose our daughter. After holding my sweet 18 month old down for blood draws, playing Taylor Swift to calm her, we had test results back. Where a regular platelet count is between 150,000 and 300,000 for a child, she only had 2,000. Her blood was not clotting, basically had no immune system. How did my perfectly healthy child wake up one morning like this?
After more tests and 3 days staying on the oncology floor, we were told Lacie had a rare blood disorder called Idiopathic thrombocytopenic purpura. ITP (as it's shorter name) is when the immune system mistakenly attacks platelets. It is a disorder that can lead to easy or excessive bruising and bleeding. The bleeding results from unusually low levels of platelets — the cells that help blood clot. As 20 year old parents, we were blindsided and had no idea what this was. By God's grace, it was treatable and we were told Lacie would lead a perfectly normal life. Her ITP has been dormant since with only a few little traces of petechia every once in a while that results in a finger prick blood draw to make sure all is alright.
I share this story because A) it could save a life. and B) we are always reflecting on how precious life is. Some don't understand why our family celebrates birthdays with such enthusiasm. It usually includes a HUGE family dinner, special outfits and more but we realize that birthdays are not a guarantee each year. We value them because we know scares like these and loss.