Brock Rocks

January 29, 2014

this long

Filed under: Uncategorized — Vanessa @ 10:47 pm

Brock goes to Pre-K at our church. A program that I love with a teacher that I love where he learns the alphabet and about community helpers and that God loves him. He loves it there too. When I went to parent teacher conferences last fall his teacher kept saying “He has LOTS of friends.” He’s happy. He’s healthy.

When Brock was a baby I shopped at a huge consignment sale in the area. He was six months old and I bought clothes for the following fall – size 12-18 months. He never wore those clothes. Instead he spent the 11th month of his life in the stem cell transplant unit at Children’s. The 12 month was spent in the pediatric intensive care unit. No one wears clothes there. Well, the patients don’t. Everyone else is clothed. Thankfully. He spent the 13th and 14th months of his life back in the stem cell transplant unit. He wore t shirts and socks. When we finally came home his body was so disfigured – his legs were twigs and his belly was enormous – that none of those clothes I bought fit. I felt silly for buying those clothes so far in advance. In hindsight it felt foolishly presumptuous to assume that my baby would still be alive in 6 months. I swore I would never do that again.

Brock’s Pre-K teacher is a brave woman. She’s painting with them next week. On t-shirts. Plain white t-shirts. We don’t have one so I found myself (blissfully alone) at Target tonight. I searched and searched the little boy section but couldn’t find one. I walked across the aisle to the big boy section – you know, sizes 5-12. Big boys. And as I grabbed the white shirt off the rack I couldn’t help but think “I never thought I’d be able to shop in the big boy section for Brock.” I never thought we’d make it this far. I never thought he’d live this long.

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