Mac's Adventures

 During our last admission Definition: despite the possibility that; no matter whether. These are the words that ought not be uttered by a mother, father, guardian of a child. There is a saying “And the What Ifs are the worst...”. They truly are Many of you who have followed us for this past year. During which time we welcomed our sweet boy Emerson, and by the time he had lived 1/3rd of his life were given the diagnosis of leukemia. During this same time Mac’s dad chose to change his career path and began training to become a  🧑🏾‍🚒 . Now you may not now how there schedule is, but they are on for 24 hours then off for 48, that doesn’t include if they are needed for overtime. I say all this because, well today he is on shift. That means that I have less of an excuse to actually go lay in bed. Our other two children are sleeping peacefully.  Lately I do not  😴  very well. On the one hand I have so many things to do, and no I am not  🧹🧽  my house...

  *not feeling or showing gratitude; not pleasant or acceptable Morning everyone. It has been a while since I have written. I will be honest, as I have always been. My motivation for the blog has not diminished but let’s just say I’m trying to catch up. Well what does that even mean?  I am still in the current mode of ‘just being mom’. Now with that said, I do not by any means diminish this role. If anything I have a profound gratitude for the many women who have taken on this role of motherhood. Believe me there are many versions as well.  I have always wanted to be a mom, but I don’t think the desire of being a mother and the reality of the responsibilities are remotely in the same realm.  You see you enjoy holding your niece/nephew or even your best friends kid. You do not mind babysitting or picking that cute outfit while your picking up something for yourself.  The reality is this ✅ you are responsible for a life ✅ clothes are worn today, and shrink overnig...

 Hi everyone. It is about 1am and I am working on some new things for you all. I look back at the selected post that opened up this blog, when I initially started this to share with you all about Emerson's diagnosis and his treatment plan.We plan to continue to share stories about Mac. Our hope is that this blog will continue to be a light in time of darkness for so many. We hope that you continue to journey with us on this new adventure. Though as hard as it has been and will be to know that Mac is no longer with us, we rejoice in knowing that he is with Jesus and no longer suffering. So come along with us on a new adventure, always remembering him and glorifying God. In Christ The Calderons #prayersup #goMac

I wrote this note earlier thus week. Our family of now four, decided to take a small trip to the beach. Opportunity to love on one another in this time of great loss of Emerson.  I often laughed as Emerson would not have enjoyed the beach. I mean the water was cold, and the feel of sand, wether on dry or wet skin. The faces he would have made! Does not mean for a second that I would not have cherished every squishy face and rabbit smile he would have given.  ✳️More pictures will be on Instagram. ==•==•==•==   Traveling. I recall road trips as a child and I tell you they were fun. I had no idea what it took my parents to get ready and plan the whole thing. As a kid you have that freedom of not being responsible for much. The general order of things at the Goodly household ✅ travel at night     -my parents worked during the day, and this allowed for us to sleep without the dreaded ‘are we there yet?’ every few feet on the highway.     -did you realize tr...

 Trip to Texas to see specialist  Traveling. I recall road trips as a child and I tell you they were fun. I had no idea what it took my parents to get ready and plan the whole thing. As a kid you have that freedom of not being responsible for much. The general order of things at the Goodly household ✅ travel at night     -my parents worked during the day, and this allowed for us to sleep without the dreaded ‘are we there yet?’ every few feet on the highway.     -did you realize traveling at night meant less bathroom breaks as well ✅ dad did the driving ✅ mom packed all of me and my sister’s stuff     -all in one suit case, carefully organized in those bags your sheets or some other item in your house came in  😏 ✅ all of bickering of who is taking up too much room  -always my sister It seemed only right that soon after learning our family was expanding that travel arrangements would have to be adjusted. Many of you all know that we have ...

  So currently it is Wednesday, September 30, 2020 it’s about good almost 48 hours since the passing of Emerson and I’m by myself in the quiet taking a drive to run an errand. This probably won’t get posted till sometime after or maybe even before but sometimes my thoughts get ahead of me and I figure why not just take them down now. I think about the circumstance that we are in due to the passing of my son. There are multiple Cars pulled in my driveway and along the curbs of my house all family spending time with us and loving on us. Primarily through food I will admit. But who could deny them I mean we have some pretty amazing cooks within our family, along with very close friends that have been so gracious to share their dishes with us. Now I know that right now even though we sit around and we do our best to not be consumed with emotions, that is tears, we think of memories and share stories and recipes and just good times with one another. I think that as I sit and write this ...

  Where do I even begin. I first found out about you being knitted in my womb on September 27th 2018, while going into a surgery for my broken fingers. Never shall I slam a door! I was shocked, but elated to know that our family was growing! We announced you as our soon to be bundle during Christmas. Mere-mere would tell you that she already knew. When I shared the news with your siblings, Emmanuel was sure you were going to be his little brother (remember we don’t know). He told me he couldn’t bare another sister. Well if he wasn’t right! Oh so very excited, as was Emelia. To her you were so tiny that she could play with you like you were her personal baby. We were so excited to take you home. Thing is not long after we were met with a few hiccups in the medical department. Boy did we have lots of doctor visits. You were a champion from the start. It wasn’t until I tried to go back to work and you had turned 5 months that we found out about your leukemia. For some reason I had bee...