Stacey and my mum at the baby shower 🙂
I’ve been thinking about writing this one for a while, but it may be a long one so I’d get comfortable.
To say last year was a crazy one for my family is an understatement! As I’ve been so honest from the start, I think it’s only fair I continue to be now. Early in the year we got the news that my 17 year old sister was pregnant which was a big a shock for everyone, no doubt the biggest shock for her. At that time we were both very opposite and living together caused lots of arguments. I think such a huge change has brought us closer than ever, she actually asked me to be her birthing partner, que the panic!! So the months had brought a hell of a lot of growing up for her, she no doubt stepped up and changed her life, moving out of home and making a lovely home with her boyfriend for her little family. We couldn’t be more proud. Her due date was December 31st but the due date came and went! After hours and hours holding my sisters hand in labour and being awake well over 24hrs stacey ended up getting rushed for an emergency C-section. So obviously it was a traumatic time for everyone. Jayden was born 2weeks late on the 13th January, 9lb2oz!
Staceys little family complete.
Unfortunately he did have to spend a week in special care. After being through such a tough labor I can’t imagine not being able to see your child straight away, Stacey had to wait 8hrs before she could see him. After a couple of days my sister said to me ‘what if I’m not good enough for him?’ And this to me just shows what a perfect mum she is going to be and already has been. I’ve got so much admiration and I am so glad to say they are all home and thriving.
Auntie Dan cuddles with my beautiful niece and handsome nephew 🙂
This one is a tough one, but I know it affects families every day. Late last year we were given the news that my Auntie had got Cancer. It came as a huge shock to everyone and I just wanted to hold all my family and tell them it would be ok. As the weeks passed it was just bad news after bad news. Just when Teresa had started to get her head around one thing they went and added more to have to cope with on the outset it didn’t look good. Everyone has been so strong, when all is said and done the one thing we can control in this situation is hope and if we keep that anything is possible.
I can’t imagine how my Auntie was feeling but she has carried on working right up until surgery and is the biggest and best ninja I know, she’s taken Cancer by the horns and given one hell of fight. A couple of weeks ago she went in for a 6hr surgery, they couldn’t be more pleased! Her results show that she is now Cancer free!!!!!! After being given such a tiny percentage, it really does feel like a miracle. Of course there’s still a big recovery to go but what’s important is taking each day as it comes and building her life with help from each and everyone of the family! There’s no doubt it won’t be smooth sailing recovery but she will get there! Cancer is a word people are scared to use, but this just gives cancer a win at scaring us all! Don’t let it!! No one knows when it might hit the family or a friend, but it can be beaten! You are my hero Auntie Teresa and the strongest most beautiful women I know. Every step forward you take, You are winninggggg!!!!
A typical family selfie 😛
Through out this time of course I’d had two hip operations and a huge kick in the gut from the consultant who had given up on me. I have been writing emails making calls and continuing you to find help for this constant chronic pain that just seems determined to stop me.
Our old school
Before Christmas I went to see my old school and my favourite ballet in Birmingham. It was a lovely weekend to share with my best friend!
Sat in our old science classroom
Walking, well limping slightly haha, around the school brought a little sadness that I didn’t get chance to finish there, but so much happiness and gratitude of getting the opportunity to spend so many years there.
Days before my Auntie went in for surgery this month my grandad had to be rushed to hospital and couldn’t remember the last three years! This was scary, especially for my mum and sisters(my aunties!), they were questioning a stroke. Once again this just showed how amazingly strong and supportive my family are. As one of the main drivers with all the hospital visits taking people to and from, I’ve been reminded just how close we are and maybe a little how my legs don’t like driving and walking! :p after all the tests and a few scary days they couldn’t find any sign of a stroke, fewwww and concluded he had a very severe infection! It turned out that grandad got to go home the day his daughter, my Auntie went in for her surgery.
Grandad with the latest addition to the family Jayden
Its fair to say we’ve been in and out of most parts of the hospital the past few months. However, I can say with confidence that grandad is smiling and although in so much pain and a huge lifestyle change my Auntie is still smiling!
Callum and I 🙂
Through all the ups and downs my boyfriend has been amazing. I sometimes worry about the huge influence my hips and lifestyle have on him, but I’m confident he wouldn’t want it any other way. Definitely a diamond in the rough that one! but shh don’t tell him I said that 😉
8 years ago I met a surgeon in Birmingham, Mr O’Hara, the first consultant I ever saw. I was still pretty active at dancing school and the pain was there but I could cope. After viewing my X-rays he mentioned the Hip Dysplasia, which I was to have operated on 5yrs later, and he had also mention an abnormal twist in both my thigh bones (femur) which he suggested surgery for. This was so frightening at just 13 years old and I decided to just to carry on dancing. Little did I know what I had to come. So 8 years later while I had my dysplasia treated I’ve still been struggling with pain to the point of many sleepless nights. I often offer advice and have found many others in my position on forums and things. Mr O’Hara’s name was put forward several times so thought it was most definitely worth contacting him. I wanted an unbiased opinion and so didn’t mention having seen him before. He advised I have an MRI Tesla 3 Series, the only one in the country was in Birmingham and very pricey. However, it seems the price was worth paying as he thinks he can help. It’s also a huge relief to hear that he believes Mr Bankes did a great job at my previous surgery. The problem however that had gone unnoticed had reflected Mr O’Hara’s previous opinion, and is the abnormal twist in both my thigh bones. This does mean having quite a big surgery on both legs with several metal plates and screws, so I haven’t made any rash decisions. I am just waiting until I’ve spoke to Mr O’hara and gathered all the information to be sure it will be the right thing to do.
As it stands today my auntie is ploughing through and although off her feet for a few weeks she is doing great, my grandad is back to his joking self, Stacey is loving her new life as a mummy, although I don’t know if I will decide to have more surgery, I have a new ounce of hope, that there’s reasoning for all this pain.
Soon I’ll be fleeing the nest and moving into our first house with my boyfriend Callum, which I couldn’t be more excited about. He is one lucky man…. Oops I mean I’m a lucky women 😉
The sign is ready, just got to find a house! :p
So while there’s a hell of a lot to stress about, which I promise you we do a lot of, there’s even more to be blessed about!