Once Logan was done with school and we had gotten settled in at Clovis, we thought it was time to think about starting a family. WHOA, that happened fast. Within one month, we found out that I was pregnant. Our precious baby was on the way! We eventually found out that IT’S A BOY! Daven Tate was going to be here around Christmas time. Knowing that he would never forgive me for giving him a Christmas birthday, I was hoping for any day…but Christmas day.
He finally came! December 28, 2004 our precious baby boy was finally here. So itty bitty was he. Tall and skinny like his daddy. (5 lbs 14 oz and 20 in long) Here we are about 20 minutes after he arrived.
Our life as knew it was completely different. We found out very soon that babies are a lot of work. And Daven seemed to be a little more work than other babies. He wasn’t happy and had colic so terribly bad. Here he is at 3 months.
The time seemed to creep by. Daven was already 6 months old, but not holding his head up. I started to get very concerned. We signed him up for some Physical Therapy to help him get stronger. Meanwhile, Daven did start smiling finally!
After we went for his 9 month check up, the doctor knew by his weight and developmental delay that something was wrong. We began testing immediately. Blood work, MRI, ultrasound, so many tests. Daven was such a trooper through it all. The doctor ended up calling a Genetic Specialist and he said it sounded like Williams Syndrome. We both shook our heads and said Williams Syndrome? What in the world is that? So many questions, so many concerns, and so much that we didn’t know. Once we got to see the pictures and do the research, we knew instantly our precious boy had WS. After we took the blood test to confirm it, we got the call on November 16...it was official Daven Tate Marshall was diagnosed with WS.
It was a few months of roller coaster emotions. Our life was never going to be what we had envisioned it. The days seemed to be so dark and lonely. It was so hard to wrap your mind around the situation and carry on with life at the same time.
BUT, here we are almost 7 months after the diagnosis and the world continues to turn, the sun still comes up every morning, and my family is still the most important thing in my life. Days when I see that precious boy smile and hear him giggle…make everything all worth it!
How sweet it is to reminisce and consider how far we have come and how far we still have to go. Who knows what the future has in store for this family. Only time will tell.
We couldn’t have survived the past few months and years without out all the love and support from family, friends and great doctors. Sorry this post has been so long, I did say cliff notes right? Thanks for reading and sharing the past few years with me.
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HI!!! I'm finally writing because I am hurt that you forgot the best part of the past 5 years...not hubby, not baby....but ME! So kidding! I love you and your fabulous, gorgeous family! Happy anniversary (early) and here's a toast to many more to come! (and then a little toast to you and I!) I love you and that BABY! He's amazing!
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WOW!!! You are so good at this and you were quite the beautiful bride :) Congrats on five yrs. I just hit that myself in April. I know we both have long stuggles ahead of us but you put it right when you said the sun still rises and sets. How wonderful that you have such a great family and Husband. You are so Blessed Aspen and I am blessed for knowing you :)