Cranioversary #4 – Mrs. Bishop

Four years ago today I handed my baby over to a team of surgeons. I shared the full story last year, but I don’t let this day go by without celebrating it. Without shouting to the world what an amazing fighter my once tiny boy is. What amazing obstacles he has overcome, and is still overcoming.

We met with both his Neurosurgeon and his Plastic Surgeon in the last 2 weeks. These appointments always have me losing sleep and feeling anxious. One word from either of them and he could be headed under the knife again. We began preparing him, and ourselves. Deep down inside I just knew they would say the word surgery.

But they didn’t.

Praise God- his neurosurgeon told us he doesn’t even need to see us again. As in, never again! We don’t have to go back- ever, unless there is some unforeseeable problem in the future. I couldn’t’ believe it! I stayed reserved, I stayed skeptical. And then, this week we made the drive up to see the Plastic Surgeon.

The Plastic Surgeon smiled and congratulated us on how well he’s doing. He was impressed with how his skull is growing and at how smart our little guy is. The meeting was short and sweet and left us with the least amount of questions we’ve ever had.

We’re still waiting. We’re still watching. We will continue seeing our Plastic Surgeon once a year to update. He thinks we may need to have another procedure once my Little Man is around the age of 2nd Grade, but it’s a much smaller procedure. Just a little fill-in where his temples are still sunken in. And that’s ONLY if it doesn’t fill out on its own- and honestly, I’ve noticed a huge change in the last 6 months or so already. It looks as if it might fix itself.

So, here we are. Breathing a collective sigh of relief. Feeling like we can take some chances, financially or otherwise. We’ve been in a limbo, expecting another surgery. How freeing it is that we may never have to go through that again. We can’t stop smiling. And planning. And thanking God for this healthy  boy who replaced such a sick and tiny baby.

There was a time I wasn’t sure we would ever get here. And here we are!


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