Tyson Hugh Hooper

Tyson Hugh Hooper
Our son, Tyson Hugh Hooper, was born with coarctation of the aorta, hypoplastic arch, and a transitional avsd. His first open heart surgery reconstructed his aorta and was on day 9 of life. His second open heart repair was not anticipated to be needed until two or three years of age. Ty had other plans. We spent the vast majority of his first 3 months of life at Vanderbilt as he went into heart failure and was diagnosed with pulmonary hypertension. As a result, the medical team concluded that he needed the repair much sooner than usually recommended, and at just shy of 3 months old Ty underwent his second life saving open heart surgery. God has already worked so many miracles in Ty's life and the life of our family and we know he is using our story. Because of this, we are grateful for Ty's special heart and feel beyond blessed that God chose us to travel this road. We ask for prayers as Ty continues to heal. We are praying for a full recovery and life without restrictions for Ty. We are praying for God to use our family and Ty for His glory.

Thank you to each and every person who supports us through prayer, giving, or just by loving on our family! We are humbled and blessed by all of the ways the Lord is providing for us and know that he is using Ty and his story to do great things!

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Tomorrow... one year.

Tomorrow our baby girl will turn one.

We have been planning and talking about how we "just can't believe it has already been a year!"  Tonight, however, it truly hit me.  I was on my way home and and I said to myself, "She'll be one tomorrow."  Yes, I teared up right there in the car... that's how I know it really hit me.

How in the world did the year go by so fast?  There are so many things I wanted to do.  More pictures to take, more videos, more playing, more documenting, more blogging.  But time doesn't stop for pictures or blog posts... and so tomorrow, we will celebrate.

This unbelievably sweet, curious, super silly, wild girl will be one.

She weighs just 19.1 pounds (as of last week).  She's petite.  She walks... everywhere.  She is all about walking and has officially thrown in the towel on crawling altogether.  She says Mama, Dada, Woof Woof, Roar, Bye Bye, More (with prompting), and copies several other sounds and words.  She does everything big.  Plays big and loud.  Loves big and loud.  She is a Mama's girl.  She has a soft spot for her Daddy in the mornings and doesn't want to let him go and gets really excited when he gets home at night.  Her sister has her whole heart and when Lily is around, we are all second fiddle!  We are kicking the bottle tomorrow, which is fine with her because she likes her sippy cups just fine and we have tried out some regular milk and she seems to like it too!  She is such a good girl... a trooper... she rolls with it!  We can take her anywhere and as long as we are close, she's a happy girl!   

Tonight was just another night to her as she played before bed.  But tonight, for me, was a night to pause.  When she toddled over to me and motioned for me to pick her up because she was ready to settle down and go to sleep, I held her a little tighter.  We snuggled longer.  I turned down the TV in favor of watching her sweet face as her eyes drooped and she drifted off to sleep.  Then, I held her and snuggled her some more.  My baby girl will be one tomorrow.  Wow.