I knew we were off to a bad start when the second we got in the examining room, we put Mayla on the table (with the paper) and she started crying.....hard. We had to undress her so we could weigh her, she cried....hard. We put her on the scale, she cried.....hard. They then had to get a blood pressure reading, when putting the arm band on her, she cried....hard. I wanted to start crying too. That arm band didn't work, they tried another, she cried....hard. You noticing a trend here? Not a good one!
Mayla is at an age where strangers (sometimes even non-strangers) are HORRIBLE people. To look at from a distance, they are great, but if they get close and talk to her, they are BAD, and if they get close and touch her, they are really really BAD! She is strong willed too, and if she doesn't want it, she lets you know. I had to laugh when the doctor at one point was trying to listen to her heart and Mayla just pushed his hand and stethoscope away. It made me feel better when he chuckled and said, 'she is REALLY strong'. He doesn't know the half of it!
So we get done with all the 'pesty' work and the nurse said, 'you have a big decision to make, will she be better laying on the table or sitting in your arms for the EKG?' My first thought was, 'if you're touching her she won't be happy either way'. But figured we would have better luck with me holding her. In order to do the EKG, they have to apply all these sticky (very sticky) things to Mayla. She was screaming so hard she couldn't keep her Nuggi in and tears were soaking her exposed chest. What I feared was taking place. I started to pray, and sing and 'shh, shh, shh, shh, shh' her and the most amazing thing happened...our highly energetic, strong willed, non stop moving munchkin, sat still and stopped crying. She didn't move a muscle during the whole reading of the EKG, I was amazed! The nurse was able to get a perfect reading that informed us Mayla's heart was in tip top shape.
From there we went in to be seen by the doctor. He listened, observed, asked questions and said she was completely healthy. Her heart was 'perfect'. He's still amazed that there is not even the slightest murmur to be heard. ALL GLORY TO GOD!!!!!! It was such an exciting appointment! When we told Mayla that everything looked great, and her heart was just right, and how happy we were, she started to clap! It made me wonder what she will think some day when we explain all this to her and what age will she truly grasp it, i'm so excited to share it with her and explain how God put her back together perfectly!
After her appointment, I was busy trying to get something done at home and Mayla was letting me know she was not content. I swooped her up, cuddled her and as she nestled her head close to my shoulder I started to cry. I was overwhelmed with love for her and so proud of how far she has come since the day she was born. God has opened up my eyes so much already in the short 13 months she has been alive and I'm blessed to call her mine, but also blessed to know that she belongs to The Lord and he cares for her more than I ever could (and you too).
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| Papi enjoying some abnormal snuggling from M&M |
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| Cousin Kalynn just so happened to have an appointment at the Children's hospital too and was showing Mayla how the interactive wall worked, playing with the jellyfish. |
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| Celebration shake time..... |
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| I put the straw up to her lips thinking she wouldn't suck, but sure enough, she was smart enough to not want to miss out on this yummy treat. |
