Thursday, May 28, 2015

Fun with friends!

School is officially out for summer here! I officially have a 2nd grader (what the what!?) and a 3 day (er) at Westminster!

What do we do when summer time comes??? Spend time with our buddies of course!
We are so blessed with some really great friends. I love my friends and their kiddos so much!!!
These kiddos have literally grown up together....just like their mommas!
I also love watching my kiddos friendships bloom all on their own. Watching them navigate relationships and be kind to their friends makes me so happy.
And of course....I love spending time with my friends too! I am beyond lucky to have so many amazing women in my life!
And I love how my different friendships from different times of my life can come together and everyone becomes friends.

Monday, May 4, 2015

Almost five years gone.

No one ever thinks their child will die. No one ever thinks it will happen to them.

But it happens.

It happened to me.

It is still so hard to believe that baby we lost would be almost 6 years old. He would have grown. Would he be taller than Jackson? Would they be best friends? Would his hair be straight? Curly? Dark brown like his dad or light brown like mine? Would he be a wild man, always running? Or would he be quiet?

Every almost 6 year old I see is now Isaiah-I look at groups of kiddos and I see him in the middle of them. I think about my friends with 6 year olds and I wonder if they would all be buddies.

As we come up on the five year anniversary of the day Isaiah went to Heaven, I have been thinking constantly about the friends and family who were there for us during that horrific time. Those people who came over without being asked. Who sat in my living room and just sat there. Letting me talk when I wanted. Tell the story of that morning over and over. NOT tell the story of that morning over and over.

Letting me go lay down in my room and be alone when I wanted. And when I ventured out of my room, hours later, those same people were still sitting in my living room. I clung to these people more than they will ever know. And I am not sure I ever properly thanked them. Thank you for saving my life. Thank you for saving my family's life. Thank you for just being there for us. Simply. Thank you.


I think about how far I have come in five years in my grief journey. I am in no way healed...I will never be fully healed. But I am changed. Forever. I think this sums grief up so well. 

"The reality is, you will grieve forever. You will not "get over" the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it.

You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again, but you will never be the same again. Nor should you be the same, nor should you want to."

-Elizabeth Kubler-Ross


How easy it is to look away from grief, as if it might be contagious, or too frightening to face. 
But you must face it. 
Do not forget that. Look loss straight in the eye. Take anyone who is suffering a loss in your arms, and do not let them go. Stick together. Lean INTO eachother and not away from eachother.

Life now is so much different than I could have ever expected or hoped for. I laugh harder, I love deeper and I try not to take anything for granted. Isaiah taught me that, he taught us all that. He taught me that God is good all the time. My prayer for anyone suffering a loss is to remember how much our God loves us and to make each day the best day of your life.





Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Super Walker and Baseball Jackson

Walker has been really into Super Hero's the past few weeks and it makes me laugh. I found this cape that Aunt Ginny sent the boys two Christmas' ago and he has been wearing it nonstop. I guess it has replaced the ski goggles. :)

As most boys do, he loves to jump off of things and give me mini heart attacks all day. He loves to get on my bed (no judging that it is not made), and JUMP and yell "Super Walker!"

It's really pretty cute.
And then, moving on to my 13 year old....oh wait, I mean my 7 year old. (Can you believe how grown up he looks in this picture??????) He started pitching machine baseball a few weeks back and it is so much fun to watch him play!
He has been playing catcher and 3rd base....but I think he likes catcher the best.
This one is loving spending time at the ball field. He has discovered the yumminess of ball park nachos (yuck) and ring pops. This picture was taken right after he licked the fence. #notajoke
And I had to share this pic because no matter how old my kiddos get I always want to carry them to bed when they fall asleep somewhere else. I realize now that I may only have a few more months of carrying Jackson because he is ginormous but I will do it as long as I can!

Monday, April 6, 2015

Easter 2015

Easter 2015 is in the books!

We spent the weekend with family and friends...enjoying the weather and doing things all "eastery."

Here is Walker stretching before the egg hunt at our church Saturday.
These two just make me smile. Both boys were soooo into Easter this year.
Walker decided he also needed to do push ups before his hunt.
Our attempt at a family selfie.
The boys colored eggs....and totally loved it!
After church Sunday the boys, Renzi, my mother in law and our friends the Jacks had lunch together. Both boys wore ties and jackets! Score!
And what is Easter without wrestling in your Easter finest.

He is risen indeed!

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Up in my grill

Do you ever feel like your kiddos are all "up in your grill" all the time. 24/7. 7 days a week.

Someone is always touching you. Wanting to sit in your lap. Hold your hand. "Hold You," as both of my kiddos have lovingly called it.

Sometimes it drives me batty. But most of the time....it makes my heart swoon.
I cherish these moments when the boys want to hold my hand.

Or fall asleep in my lap at a restaurant.
Or sit on my lap because they think it's the most perfect spot to be.
I know someday there will come a time when they don't want to hold my hand, or have me hold them, or sit in my lap, or just be near them.
So I am going to remind myself each day, even when I am most annoyed because I just want to sit by myself for a while...that these moments are fleeting.

So, my boys...come sit on my lap...come hold my hand...I will hold you always. Even when you are bigger than I am.

My heart is yours!

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Walker Stone is 3!

My dear, sweet, crazy, loud, fun, hummus eating Walker Stone.

You turned 3 years old on February 28, 2015.

3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We had an amazeballs birthday party for you the day before your birthday at Bouncin' Craze. Your most favorite place in all of the land. Just like last year a snowstorm rolled in threatening to cancel your party....but no way were we going to let a little snow spoil your fun!
We had some of your best buddies join you for a fun afternoon and evening of bouncing around in bouncy houses and having one of your favorite food groups. Cookie Cake. :)
Walker Stone you bring me so much joy! You would like it very much if I held you in my arms every second of every day. You are rarely not right at my side having to have at least some part of you hanging on to me at every second. My favorite thing that you say is, "Mommy, I want to hold you."
You are ridiculously handsome and you have absolutely no idea how cute you really are. You love to run and jump and if there is a puddle of water somewhere, chances are you will have found it and jumped as hard as you can in it splashing anything and everyone. Then getting mad at me because you are all wet. :)
You love love love love being around your friends. You are more cautious than Jackson is in social situations, but once someone is "in" with you, you are their best friend forever. Your love for your friends is so fun to watch.

You talk and you talk and you talk and you talk. Your dad and I are so amazed and impressed with how many thoughtful things that you say on a day to day basis. Just this morning you came into our room very early and you said, "Oh, hey mommy, hey daddy. I see that you are still sleeping. I will just tiptoe down the hall and make myself a snack. I'll be back later. Hope you have sweet dreams."
(Seriously, this is word for word what you said!)

By far, your favorite person in the whole world is your big brother Jackson. He can do no wrong and you are constantly trying to copy his every move. He is so kind and patient with you, and I honestly know he loves having you as his playmate, brother and friend as well!

When someone asks you what your full name is you say, "Walker Isaiah Stone." Even when we try to correct you and tell you that your name is actually, "Walker Seth Stone," you tell us that we are the ones who are wrong.

Your teachers love you so much! They think you are so smart and at your parent teacher conference a few weeks ago they told us that you can count on your own up to 17 without messing up, you know all of your colors, you can recognize your numbers, and you love to sing at the top of your lungs any song that they are singing. You love painting and coloring, and you have this affinity for play doh and bubbles. I am so proud of you and your love for school and for learning!

You are also one of the most stubborn people I have ever met in my life. You have the knack for asking the same question over and over and over again until you get the answer that you like. It's maddening sometimes but I have to think that this will serve you well in whatever career you choose one day. :)

But most of all, my precious Walker, I am so thankful to be your mommy. There is no place else I would rather be than with you, Jackson and your daddy...You boys just melt me and make my heart burst with pride every day. I love you forever and ever!
Love, 
Mommy

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Answers when you least expect it.

Renzi and I got a phone call on New Year's Eve from Dr. Norman, Isaiah's neurologist. This is not abnormal in that we keep in touch with her and see her at church (she and her husband teach Jackson's Sunday School class and have kids the same age), and she also serves on the Board of Directors for The Isaiah Stone Foundation.

She said she had some news and wanted to talk to us both at the same time.

Boy. Oh. Boy.

I was NOT prepared for what she told us.

This post from four years ago explains a little bit of background on our genetic test journey and the miracle of actually getting to have the test done (Dreams)

Basically, four years ago we had a genetic test done on a blood sample of Isaiah's that a lab in Iowa happened to still have even after he had passed away. We wanted to know if his epilepsy was genetic. We were talking about having another baby and we wanted to make sure that we could find out all we could about genetics to avoid epilepsy in our next child if possible.

Here is an excerpt of that post: "I asked if there was any possible way the lab would still have his blood sample. Dr. Norman said it was unlikely because it had been almost a year and most labs destroy any unused and used samples. She said she would make a call that afternoon to the lab in Iowa and just see.

And what do you know. They still had his blood. ALL of it.

So, we ran the test. This test would let us know whether or not Isaiah had a genetically inherited type of severe epilepsy. If it came back positive then that would mean he was a carrier of the gene and then Renzi or I could be tested to see which one of us was also a carrier of the gene. If it came back negative, then that would mean that his epilepsy was just a fluke and that somehow when he was growing in my womb that one tiny flap of his brain didn't grow right and there was nothing that caused it to happen that way.

Well, after about three weeks we got the results back.

The results were negative. This means that if Renzi and I decide to have more children someday it makes it very unlikely that he or she would be affected with epilepsy like Isaiah."

That all changed after the phone call we received on New Year's Eve.

Dr. Norman told us that she had been contacted via letter a few weeks prior about changes and improvements to the SCN1A genetic testing and that they were offering free of charge to "retest" anyone who had been tested in the past five years and they wanted to test Isaiah again.

Dr. Norman called the company who performed the test initially and explained to them that the patient they were requesting to test was deceased. The lab did some digging and lo and behold they had a few vials left of Isaiah's blood and they then offered to test it. FOR FREE.

Dr. Norman said this sort of thing just does not happen. Number one, no test is ever free when it comes to genetic testing. These tests can cost upwards of thousands of dollars.

Number two. It is not normal for labs to keep blood samples FOR FOUR AND A HALF YEARS.

The only thing Dr. Norman can think of....is that this is a God thing.

She had the test run and got the results on New Years Eve. 

The test this time came back positive.

She told us that Isaiah did in fact have a genetic form of epilepsy called "Dravet Syndrome."
Dravet syndrome, also known as Severe Myoclonic Epilepsy of Infancy (SMEI), is a rare and catastrophic form of intractable epilepsy that begins in infancy. Initial seizures are most often prolonged events and in the second year of life other seizure types begin to emerge. Development remains on track initially, with plateaus and a progressive decline typically beginning in the second year of life. Individuals with Dravet syndrome face a higher incidence of SUDEP (sudden unexplained death in epilepsy) and have associated conditions, which also need to be properly treated and managed. These conditions include:

    • behavioral and developmental delays
    • movement and balance issues
    • orthopedic conditions
    • delayed language and speech issues
    • growth and nutrition issues
    • sleeping difficulties
    • chronic infections
    • sensory integration disorders
    • disruptions of the autonomic nervous system (which regulates things such as body temperature and sweating)

Children with Dravet syndrome do not outgrow this condition and it affects every aspect of their daily lives.

Unless a cure or better treatments for Dravet syndrome and related epilepsy's are found, individuals with these disorders face a diminished quality of life. Current treatment options are extremely limited and the prognosis for these children is poor. The constant care and supervision of an individual with such highly specialized needs is emotionally and financially draining on the family members who care for these individuals.


As you can imagine, it was quite a shock to find out why our son died after all of this time and what caused his epilepsy. We had shut that door a long time ago of ever really knowing, so you can imagine that I was a teensy tiny (ok, a WHOLE HECK OF A LOT) upset. My emotions were all over the place. So many questions.

But my number one question was this, "What does this mean for my two living children?" "Will Jackson and Walker have this disease as well?" "Will we have to endure this all over again?"

Dr. Norman was very quick to let us know that Dravet Syndrome arises "de novo," which means it arises spontaneously after the sperm and egg come together...which means that Renzi and I are not actual "carriers" of the gene. It just formed when Isaiah was conceived. Because of this, by far the most likely scenario is that Isaiah had a new mutation. At the time of conception, everyone has some DNA rearrangement-some pieces fall off, some pieces duplicate, some get rearranged. This is part of the normal and expected process. We have so much "extra" DNA that this typically happens in areas that don't really matter. It just serves as our genetic "fingerprint" but doesn't cause the disease. Occasionally, these rearrangements happen in very important regions, as in the SCN1A gene and it causes a significant disease, like Dravet Syndrome

Darvet Syndrome onset is always in the first year of life. This means that because Jackson is 7 and Walker is almost 3 we are in the clear.

One of the main things that I keep coming back to with this information is how important epilepsy research is. Think how much this genetic test changed in four years. The pace of genetic discovery in epilepsy is staggering, and repeat analysis is crucial if we want to get to a genetic diagnosis and ultimately move toward precision medicine for people with epilepsy.

Funding for epilepsy research is so critically important. First, it will help more and more families like ours finally get answers. New patients will get more immediate answers-answers that may potentially inform them about treatment, future family planning, risk for future generations, etc.

All of this information has made me even more proud of The Isaiah Stone Foundation.
Renzi and I started this foundation three years ago and this past year on what would have been Isaiah's 5th birthday (June, 15, 2014) it became an official 501c3.
We have an annual fundraising event each year and last year we raised over $100,000 for epilepsy research and for children and families in the state of Oklahoma who are dealing with this baffling disease.

We also host the Isaiah Stone Pediatric Epilepsy Lecture Series at OU Children's Hospital, where we bring in a leading pediatric neurologist to do ground rounds with the neuro residents and fellows at OU, give a speech and participate in a caregivers panel where families of children, siblings, etc. who suffer from epilepsy can come together and ask questions of the neurologists and meet other families who are going through some of the same things they are. The point of the caregivers panel is to help these caregivers not feel so isolated and alone in their epilepsy journey. To me, this is one of my favorite things we do with our foundation.

Our new website is up and running....www.isaiahstonefoundation.com 

I encourage you to please visit the site, look around, read, and pass on the message to others. There are numerous tabs throughout the site where you can donate, or if you would like to be a sponsor/donor for our next event, please just let us know on the contact tab on the website.

Given all of the craziness to get to this point I think what Dr. Norman said to me hits home the most. She said, "I always try to keep my eyes open for God's footprints in the world and truly that is the only way I can explain this series of events."

I've said this before over and over again over the years and I will say it again. Our God is a Sovereign God. He does not seek out to do harm to us. He chose to give Isaiah to us and he was with us when we had him and he was with us when we lost him. It's up to us what we do with situations we are given in life. How we handle them and choose to do so is our testament to God.

Our calling is to help others navigate this awful disease and we believe there will be a CURE.

Please consider donating to our foundation. Every dollar helps in beating this disease.