"Dad, come straight to the hospital." Nicole was being induced. First...our fear for her - her blood pressure was off the charts. Second...would it be safe for Will to be delivered a few weeks early?
Just because had just taken on a whole new meaning.
Although it has been just a few days, our minds and hearts feel like it has been an eternity.
In a nutshell, Nicole's blood pressure was dangerous throughout - but thankfully returned to a reasonable number as soon as she delivered. And she did great - and is doing great.
And then we met William (Will) James Spurlin.
He will take your breath away, or at least he did Lolli's. At a whopping (not) 6 lbs. 4 oz, he stretched out 18-1/2" long. He is SO tiny, and when he opens those big eyes, they dance like twinkling stars on the water. He has a smidgen (I believe that is an actual word and not a Lolliism) of hair, and it appears to be red/strawberry blonde. Which this red headed (both sides) family LOVES! Several friends have commented how cute he is...so that means I cannot be biased ;p
So as time went on, he was so sweet, quiet...never fussy.
So as time went on, he wasn't eating.
So as time went on, he had not had a bowel movement.
So as time stopped (2 AM) - they took him to the NICU.
She called again (4 AM)..."Dad, come to the hospital."
And our hearts stopped.
Will had been born with an abnormal bowel. He was totally blocked. Anything that had gone down was lodged, or came right back up.
It would require surgery - on this sweet, precious, innocent, seemingly frail little angel.
There were a series of incidents...but I'll get to the bottom line, just because.
They did the surgery, it was totally successful.
He will remain in the NICU for several days. There is a step plan that he will follow to be able to be released. So far, the patient, precious, innocent, seemingly STRONG Will is right on track. And although it hurts your heart to see the tubes, the wires, his little eyebrows furrow from the pain - he is right where he needs to be - receiving the care he so desperately needs.
His Mommy and Daddy are spending lots of time with him...and he most certainly recognizes their voices.
Lolli and Pops prayed over Will before we had to leave. The lump in my throat is still in his little bed, right there beside his tightly swaddled little heart.
And just because you never want your child or grandchild to know pain or cry...you can't stop it or prevent it.
I can tell you this...when I asked for prayer - it flowed. From friends, from churches, from people I have never met. And to each of you...thank you...those prayers were felt. God held Will gently in his hands, he watched over the shoulder of those angelic doctors and he must have guided their every move.
And I will never understand in crisis - how anyone can possibly cope without having faith - without the confidence of knowing a loving and caring God. I could not - I would have lost my mind.
Will...God will continue to hear your name.
Lolli & Pops will be back soon...and I meant it when I said each day will get better. And I meant it when I said that there is nothing we can't dream of...and receive it...just because.
If you haven't told your child or grandchild that you love them today...call them, now, just because.
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