Sparrow, my daughter

i figured it was time for an official update on my daughter, Sparrow.  (if you’re prone to cry – get some tissues.)

from the beginning:

Sparrow was born August 16th, 2010 via c-section.  she had been diagnosed in the womb with several heart defects a few months prior and we were in the right hospital, with the right doctors, surgeons and cardiologists for her to receive the very best care possible.  after 4 days of tests and living in a little box in the NICU, Sparrow was given the following diagnoses:

  • double-inlet left ventricle
  • transposition of the great vessels
  • interrupted aortic arch

NICU

at 4 days old she had her first major heart surgery.  the machines seen below sustained her life post-op for 2+ weeks.

post surgery #1

unlike most mother’s of newborns, i rarely was able to hold my new baby.  for almost 3 weeks i drove home in tears leaving my newborn at the hospital.  moments like the one below were sacred.
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she stayed in the hospital for almost 3 weeks, then we finally were able to bring her home. Sparrow was one month old.

going home

 however she still had an NG (nasal gastric) tube down her nose for feedings because during surgery her vocal chords were damaged and she was left unable to swallow – or make any sounds.  i couldn’t nurse my baby or feed her with a bottle.  we fed Sparrow through a syringe, through the tube that went down her nose – for 4 months.  she also didn’t cry.  her vocal chords were paralyzed and thus making it impossible to hear her cry.  if things weren’t hard enough, Sparrow also came home on oxygen.  the repairs done to her heart only helped her to live longer, they didn’t “fix” her heart.  so the oxygen was necessary for her life.  i brought home my silent, sweet, baby girl with an oxygen tank and a feeding tube.  the four months that followed were a blur, but i’m thankful i photograph nearly everything, because i have the photos to remind me.  to say that life was hard is a massive under statement.  it was the hardest thing i have ever gone through – hand’s down.  we also were caring for an almost 2 year old – my sweet Noah Fox – who was emotional and uncertain of all that was going on.  i did the best i could with what i was given.

my babies

little Sparrow baby

that December (2010), Sparrow had her second major heart surgery.  ”the Glenn”

post surgery #2post surgery #2b

it went as planned, with only a few set backs post-op, but she recovered quickly.  all i wanted for Christmas was to have my baby girl home with me – and hopefully off oxygen.  both my wishes were granted.  she also slowly learned how to drink out of a bottle after we found out her vocal chords were working again.  Christmas miracles: a voice, drinking out of a bottle, and no more oxygen tubes!

christmas 2010

after the second surgery, we were told that from here on out she would grow and be a relatively “normal” toddler.  she sees her cardiologist every 6 months, receives echo cardiograms (fancy ultrasounds of her heart), and has normal check-ups with her pediatrician.

until she turns 3.

once Sparrow turns 3 (or weighs around 30+ pounds) she will have outgrown the repairs done in Dec. 2010 to her heart and will need one final surgery – for the rest of her life.  we are now approaching that date – August 2013 – and i am looking at this coming summer, to cram it with as much fun and adventure as i can provide for an almost 3 year old.

for Spring Break i’m trying to put together a trip to Disney for her.  she just LOVES Mickey, Nemo and the Princesses.  currently we’ll be crashing on friend’s couches and people’s floors throughout Florida to make it happen, but i’m such an optimist, i’m just thankful to have somewhere to stay in Florida.  then, this summer I’m trying to plan a big week-long (or longer) beach trip somewhere on the Carolina coast, where we can invite all her closest friends and family to make some summer memories with her before surgery #3 in August.  i just want to make my daughter’s dreams come true.  what parent doesn’t want that for their child?  i know in my guts she’s going to be ok through this next surgery, but i can’t help feeling like we should still go big this summer and try and have the most fun possible – for Sparrow.

for those who have followed her story/her life from the beginning, and have been a friend to me – thank you.  for those of you who pray, keep praying – i do every night.  i thought i’d update you all on who she is and what she’s into – so you can feel even the tiniest fleck of love i feel for her.  her health is great!  if you never saw the scar on her chest, you’d never know there was anything wrong with her.  to me, she is an epic example of grace and love.  she has and will always be the biggest miracle i have ever witnessed first-hand.  Sparrow is full of sass and spunk and beauty and silliness, she is my fearless bird.  her favorite things are kitties (specifically Hello Kitty), lambs, singing songs, Nemo, swimming, dancing, going to the beach, Mickey Mouse and the Disney Princesses.

ladies and gentlemen, i give you……Sparrow Song Mathis

1st Birthday

first birthday

she loves her daddy

she loves her Daddy

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hello kitty

diva

best friend Isabel

Sparrow’s best friend Isabel who is my best friend’s little girl2nd birthday

second birthday

below is Sparrow’s pediatric cardiology appointment last August

cardiology

she loves her cardiologist Dr. Bensky – who she calls “Dr. Bandaid”

Dr. Benskyecho cardiogram

getting her echo cardiogram – such a good patient

joy
bubblesthe scar she will have forever.  my beauty.

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Feb 2013 at Cardiologists

her most recent appointment with Dr. Bensky – February 2013lamby

xo/jm

ps.  any help i can get to get this girl to Disney for spring break and give her a beach vacation this July before surgery would be awesome!  thanks for loving her.  thanks for loving me.

Topsail

my Dad turned 60 in April and my Mom booked our whole family a beach house at Topsail for a long weekend to celebrate him.  it was a total surprise to him and a really precious time with my family.

family: you can’t live with ‘em, you can’t live without ‘em.  i love my family so much it’s probably weird.  at 31 i still call my Dad “Daddy” and sit in his lap.  they’re all such beautiful, inspiring people that i am proud to know, proud to love and proud to call my own.  every single one of them.  here’s our trip to Topsail in photos.

i told you my family was beautiful.

hope you’re all vacationing well this summer

xo/jm

Florida road trip: Part II

i moved from Orlando to Charlotte when i was 17.  my Dad got a job transfer my senior year in high school.  i was a relatively “good” kid growing up so my parents gave me the option to stay in Orlando with my best friend’s family and finish my senior year – OR – move  with them to Charlotte; the unknown; a million miles away from everything i had ever known.  i didn’t even blink when they gave me my two choices: what idiot would leave Orlando their senior year?!  i had a boyfriend, a great tan, a wonderful job working with kids, a bunch of amazing friends, was apart of a cool youth group, went to the beach all the time, you get it – life was kinda cool in Florida.  i told everyone who asked me that “i was thinking/praying about moving with my parents”.  but the truth was i never even slightly had considered moving to Charlotte.  not even a little.

me circa 1998 – gotta love the 90′s

New Smyrna Beach 1998: my brother Nick, April, Jenn & me (brown as the day is long)

long story short, 3 days before my parents left i kind of had a breakdown…..errr encounter with the Lord(?)  i had been out late with friends and when i came home my Dad had left a piece of paper on my bed that had a picture of some cheesy sailboats and this:

“Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.”

- André Gide

still to this day i have no idea why this broke me, but it did.  i fell apart that night and started frantically throwing my stuff into boxes.  it was like the future, potential Jessie took over and knew something that the present Jessie was too naive & immature to know.  my soul needed to lost sight of the shore i had always been on.  my soul longed for change and risk and adventure but my heart and mind were too terrified to ever push off the dock.  something took over that night and packed my boxes.  i know 17 year old Jessie never would have done it on her own.  but whoever did it, i’m indebted to.

so yeah…..3 days later i got in my band-stickered 1991 Honda accord hatchback (complete with zebra-print seat covers) and cried the entire length of the state of Florida and into the arms of the unknown; the arms of the Queen City.  i’m glad i left that day.  i have grown much and learned much and changed so much.  but i am and always will be a Florida girl.  always.  so when i return there’s a big part of me that comes alive.  for however weird and ridiculously smoldering hot Florida is, it’s still my home and i will forever love and appreciate it’s strangeness and beauty.

and with that here’s the second half of my recent Florida fling:

the kids and i stayed 2 nights with my second parents The Dorn’s in Oviedo.  i’m sad i didn’t get pictures of them and the kids.  we had a great time and Lynn cooked me some of the best food of my life.  they are one of the only people/places from my childhood that are still in the same house.  it’s refreshing to have a familiar place to return to; that feels safe and makes you remember your childhood.  (sorry no pictures from their house).

next stop – Palm Beach Gardens

one of my best girls Kristina & her doll Adoration

Adoration & Sparrow

Noah isn’t very good at sleeping on beds

just 10 minutes from Kristina’s house is a sea turtle rehabilitation center.  we went there.

Adoration had a giant Hello Kitty that Sparrow fell in love with.  so one afternoon Sparrow & i went to the mall and got her one too.

early mornings

driving back to Orlando

stayed our last night with my sweet friends The Monteserin’s

after baths and dinner The Monteserin’s volunteered to babysit and sent me out the door.  I met up with their son (my favorite Puerto Rican) Stephan to attend an art show he was throwing.  I arrived at his house (where he lives with like 12 other people) and was tickled to see that his bed is perched atop a working jacuzzi.  seriously.

 

Stephan works at an eclectic little coffee shop called Credo – which is where he was putting on the art show.  upon arrival i demanded a cappuccino or a nap – because i was so freaking tired.  he obliged with a capp and i woke up enough to enjoy the evening.  i met so many people and answered the same questions a hundred times: How do you know Stephan?  What do you do?  What are you doing in Florida?  i had a great time.  and came home to this:

next morning we ate some breakfast and had a bit of a meltdown getting out the of the house, but once we were on the road the kids fell asleep and all was right in the world again.  Unfortunately we hit hours of stop and go traffic on 95, which turned the 8 hour drive into a 12 hour drive.  thank the Lord for car DVD players and Walt Disney.  between Cars, Cars2 and Finding Nemo we survived the traffic nightmare.  until i blew a tire 20 minutes outside of Charlotte.  CUSS!

my brother Nick who lives in Rock Hill came to my rescue with a couple of friends.  and then Mark showed up too.  i had 4 guys fixing my flat on the side of the road.  i was so tired i could barely talk.  but they changed the tire and i headed home to sleep soundly in my own bed.

 it was an epic trip and i’m glad i took it.  i am already planning another one.  have to get back to see Kristina again.  Hopefully i can convince some other friends to join me this time?!

people, we really do have to lose sight of the shore if we hope to explore new oceans.

tallyho!

jessie

Florida road trip: Part I

facts:

  • my life is messy right now
  • i have kids
  • i love to travel
  • i grew up in Florida
  • i want to be at the beach for always

sometimes i have to break things down for myself and regardless of how scary or hopeless the big picture seems in the moment, i try to make a little picture that i can enjoy.  one foot in front of the other.  one day at a time.  with that said, a month ago i took m’self a road trip.

i decided to post this trip (and a couple more trips i have taken) for a couple reasons:

1.  i hope to encourage anyone that even when you’re in the middle of a category 5 tropical shit storm, you can still make strides to do things that make your heart happy.  it won’t change all or any of your circumstances, no…..but for me, having a smile on my face for a week was a place to start.

2.  i hope to inspire Mom’s (especially) to take more risks with their kids and then be surprised at how resilient and flexible all of you really can be.  i drove my 3 1/2 year old and my almost 2 year old from Charlotte to Jacksonville, to Orlando, to West Palm Beach and back – by myself.  i’m not trying to toot my own horn…..i’m just bearing witness that you can do it too.  you’re not trapped and you don’t have to sit in your yoga pants all day and watch Curious George and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for the next 5 years.  just make a plan.  save some money and dig deep for your adventurous spirit – it’s still in there!!!  was it tough?  yeah i have kids remember?  but we made a lot of great memories, saw some old friends, made some new friends and drank up the sun and sand like there was no tomorrow.  i also got closer to my kids.  which is always a plus.

now here’s a ridiculous amount of pictures from my iphone (sorry for the grain)…..

first stop Jax Beach


we stayed with one of my childhood best friend’s: Kaci and her husband Daniel.  Noah and Sparrow hit it off with their kids Elijah and Ryland.  It was delicious toddler mahem.

i am so sad i didn’t get a picture of Kaci and i together.  she and i have been friends since we were 7.

above photo is so cute i just want to throw up

saw this incredible Florida sunset driving from Jax to Oviedo – our next stop.

new pup at The Dorn’s and Noah’s little bed on the floor

spent a few hours with dear friends Amy & Lisa and their brood of children

spent that evening with besties: Matt & Jennifer Fox and my very own Stephan Monteserin at Redlight Redlight!

i look so tired, because i am so tired.  kids don’t care how late you stay up.  they want warm oatmeal and tickle sessions at 7:45am.

Jenn & i have been friends since we were in 6th grade.

stay tuned for part II!  Florida at it’s finest: sea turtles, jacuzzi beds, art shows and a flat tire.

xo,

jessie

l’océan enivrante

there is a sacred place that dually gives the sensation of feeling infinitely enormous and vulnerably tiny all at once.  it’s broad, bare beaches beckon a burning deep in my soul.  deep calls to deep, i suppose.  and i answer.  i come.

this place is my sanctuary, my temple, my home.  so vast and dangerous and yet so comforting and alluring.  maybe that’s why i love it so dearly; it carries the weight of an eternal unexpectedness.  not knowing what may come with the next tide: hope or harm?  it’s belly is always bursting with secrets, treasures, desires and dangers.

the sea is my apothecary.  salt water coursing through my veins and the constant cathartic crash of waves bring me to center.  i remember myself.  i remember peace.  i remember adventure and love and light.  i am drunk on it’s beauty and sobered by it’s ominousness. so big and so small.

so here’s to my great respect for the sea.  for in all the awe, i still am afraid.  no one ever claimed that what was good would ever be safe.

*all photos by me*

fly

More than anything else the sensation is one of perfect peace mingled with an excitement that strains every nerve to the utmost, if you can conceive of such a combination.            {on flying}  ~Wilbur Wright

from the last post i talked about a trip to Georgia for a dear friend’s baby shower.  well that dear friend, April has a husband Adam (who is also a dear friend of mine) who just so happened to get his private pilot’s license a few months ago.  this Adam also just so happens to have his own plane.  and this jessie just so happens to have “fly a plane” on her bucket list.

BOOM!

 (that was my head & my heart exploding with joy when i found out Adam was taking me up for a ride in his Cessna after April’s baby shower)

may the pictures tell the rest of the story….

prior to this moment there had been no discussion with adam as to whether i had permission to fly the plane or not.  i mean he had just gotten his license, so i didn’t expect he’d let me fly his plane.  but misty grabbed my camera and told me to pretend like i was flying the plane (top picture).  adam smiled at me, flipped some switches, let go and told me to hold on tight cause i was flyin’ solo (bottom picture).

i pretty much pooped my pants.

adam was a great teacher and after i stopped freaking out he talked me through flying a plane!  every muscle in my body was so tense, but it was seriously the best moment ever.

i asked a lot of questions and stayed focused.  it was so epic.  he let me turn the plane 180 degrees and gave me some very basic info.  i love this picture…..it makes me look like a pro.  i got to fly for about 20 minutes then adam took back over and flew us around some clouds.

pilot jokes

that’s I-85

When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.

~Leonardo Da Vinci  (Thanks, Tommy)