The night before

The last two days have been awful.
Every single one of us, kids and adults, feels uncomfortable, sad, worried and downright angry.

There have been yelling matches.
Hockey sticks to the forehead.
(for the record, this was Ethan to Brooklyn, we are good parents I swear)
Walls slammed with hands.

Tears.

So
Many
Tears.

And lots and lots of hugs and cuddles.

Its hard to imagine how Brooklyn is feeling, but given her two enormous angry outbursts (one at home and one today during pre-op) my guess is she's deeply disturbed and scared. She's trying so desperately to be in control of absolutely anything right now, that simple things like 'turn off the tv for dinner' have become heart-wrenching meltdowns.

My head is pounding.
My back hurts so bad I visited the chiropractor on 15 minutes notice today.
My cheeks are continuously flushed.

But now, our bags are packed.
Toys and colouring books from family and friends overflow their bag.
Scentsy buddies are filled with hugs and love at home, in mommy's absence.

New ipad apps.
Snacks, drinks and fruit.
Lots of advil.

Yaya the dolly.
Annie the angel bear.
Blankets.

Now we need your prayers.

For the surgical team charged with removing this ugly tumour.
For our warrior princess, that she digs deep inside her beautiful soul and find a way to smile.
For our boys, left behind to live out the week under the guidance of amazing family.
For Jay and I, that we find peace during the surgery, remain calm should complications occur and meet the day with radical acceptance and gratitude.

I do not anticipate posting any updates here until we are home from the hospital. We appreciate all the kind comments and love left on this blog, and promise to update you as soon as we are able.

#TeamBrookie #WarriorPrincess