Helmet Closure.

Monday morning I got a phone call from Gordon, the specialist working with us to make Gavin's Helmet. He said he didn't have good news. Unfortunately the people who make the helmets from the scans, measurements, and molds he takes, had rejected it.....again. This was the 4th time we have gotten this done and sent it off in hopes of getting the helmet for our little son. Each time it takes up to 2-weeks to send and have made, not to mention the time it takes to get the initial appointment with Gordon to take the molds. Its a time consuming procedure and cost thousands of dollars, but we were more than willing to do it because Gavin's plates aren't forming together normally, and we want our son to be healthy.

After talking with him for about 10 minutes he apologized and said it has never happened to him in his 28-years. He would totally understand if we decided to go with another specialist but still urged us to get it done.

I got off the phone feeling so frustrated and hurt. My heart had sunk and I felt helpless. I've been trying to do everything I can for Gavin and I now felt like I was running in circles, there was no end in sight. Every time we took him in, they couldn't give us what we needed. He was supposed to have one before the 4th of July and it was now September.

I fell to my knees and began to pray. Crying in between my words I wanted to know what I should do, how I was suppose to help my son when doctors couldn't even help him. I'm his mom, I'm suppose to make it alright, and I was failing. Not to mention my poor son had been put through so much in the last 3-months and his head is still significantly flat and misshapen. The plats still aren't where they should be, and his head is getting harder and harder each day, taking away precious time we could have used to fix it.

In my pleading and helplessness, I remembered all the prayers Matt and I have given when I was pregnant and when Gavin was first born. We have never prayed so hard in our lives. Never has anything been so important to us. We wanted nothing more than our son to be healthy and happy. I paused and remembered all the times we had prayed for that............. I needed to make a decision, and so I did. "We're not getting the helmet, we're not going to go through all of that again.....is that right??" In that moment, all my frustration, all my helplessness, all my hurt and confusion went away. He was going to take care of it. I needed to let go, turn it over to Him and let Him do what we asked him to do from the start. He had heard our prayers and was only waiting for me to give Him a chance. I felt peace. I felt comforted, I felt right for the first time in this whole ordeal.

I called my mom and she mentioned a scripture from the top of her head, Psalms 118:8....she couldn't remember if that was the right one or not, but wanted me to look it up anyway. I read aloud, "It is better to put trust in the Lord than to put Confidence in man."

Having faith that everything be okay, and that Gavin will in fact grow and develop like he should because I've received an answer to my prayers. Hardest thing I have ever done because its not MY life that I'm asking for help, its my son. Putting all my faith and trust in someone higher than doctors. Gavin will not only be alright, he'll be perfect.

Family Pictures, Gavin 6-months.

Gavin was really mellow throughout the whole picture process, so we were very happy to get even some type of happy look. He hardly smiled the whole time which is not like him, but he wasn't upset. He was just observing everything around him.

No, there are no photo adjustments or photo shop in this one.
Matt calls this, "Gavin's Trick". It makes Mom very nervous.

Family hands. His little fingers and so sweet and chubby.

I don't really like how I look from this angle but whatever. The park was really nice.

This was another time where he usually lights up really big but he was so ho-hum. He must have gotten camera shy. I still think he looks perfect.

I love this picture.

Dad and son playing.

He does this wide-eyed face A LOT!

Happy boy.

The parents. Let me know what you guys think. I would like your opinion on what pictures you like the best. There are more but I couldn't fit all of them. We did have some of all three of us too, but we didn't like how they turned out as much.

Bath time and Summer fun

Dad getting Gavin ready to go to the Park. As you can tell, he loves it when Daddy picks him up, no matter how.

We were sitting in the grass waiting to play ball, and Gavin only wanted to play with moms keys. How come kids love adult things better than any of their toys?!

Getting ready to go down the slide. He still hasn't figured it out quite yet. He thinks its fun, but so is sucking on his socks. They both bring the same amount of excitement.

Gavin was actually really intrigued by the play horse. He looked at it, like "okay, what are you going to do to make me laugh?"

Mom showing Gavin the ropes.

Swinging. He really likes this for a while, but gets bored fast.

Bubble-Bath time. I love this picture. He little bum is so cute.

Gavin in the bubbles. He really likes baths, especially in the tub where there's a lot of water to splash. He also takes after his dad, he likes his water hot. Silly rump-rump.

Gavin and Dad-O.

Happy little one. He's the best little son we could ask for. After his first bubble bath, I figure he'll never want to go back to his normal baths. O'well, what can you do.