my poor baby.

So monday we got some bad news. our precious baby will need another surgery.

I cant begin to express how upset about this we are. When we found out, it literally felt like someone punched me in the stomach. I couldnt breathe, I couldnt speak. nothing. my worst fear was coming true.

last summer was pure hell for us. Georgia had two different surgeries. One on her feet (nothing big) and then the big one on her lip. I thought that was far behind us and we were done with this crap. I can not tell you the empty feeling you get when you watch your tiny baby being walked down a hallway to surgery with someone you dont even know. as a mom you want to protect them from everything from someone hurting their feelings to pain. I felt like I had no control. i couldnt protect her from what was about to happen to her.
and now we have to go through that again. Im literally spent. I feel like I have no fight left in me. I know we will get through this. and I know it will make us stronger. but it still really sucks. why us, why my little baby, why? will it ever end for her? will we ever be done with surgeries?
sorry if this is such a debbie downer posting. caught me on a bad day. Im not always this, whoa is me. We will get through this. we will deal with it. She wont remember it and hopefully this surgery will be the best thing for her.
I'm not a very religious person, I obviously believe in God, but as for the church thing, not so much. I know God will protect my baby and will give Tom and I the strength to get her through this. Please say a little prayer for our precious baby. Our gift from God.