i sit here on a saturday night, staring at the computer uploading pictures of my life from my camera.
and every time i come across a picture of wyatt, i cry.
i'm so scared.
every day that passes is a day where february looms.
surgery is around the corner.
i am going to be a basket case. hell, i already am.
i don't want to lose this gummy smile. his cleft smile. the one He gave him.
i want what is best for him. he needs this done. he HAS to have it done. it is important and crucial for him. but i am a mom in love with this face.
i need strength because i don't have it right now.
i know this sounds selfish.
tonight i watched a documentary, Smile Pinki about a 5 year old in india that had this surgery done. she is beautiful before and after. if you have about 35 minutes (yeah right! we are all busy!) and want to watch, i would.
it brought me to tears. i saw wyatt in all of those kids.
do me a favor. next time you see a child with a cleft or any "birth defect" as people call it (which i hate), give them and their mother a big smile. when someone smiles at wyatt, i turn to mush. mush i tell you!
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