Peyton was born on April 20, 2011. She came into this world a fighter. After a long labor, she was delivered via emergency Caesarian section and had aspirated fluids. She spent the first hours of her life in NICU and gave us all a real scare. Soon she was home and growing a magnetic and energetic personality with room-filling beauty. Thirteen months later in June of 2012 our first son, Parker, was born, and then on March 3, 2014, God gave us another son, who we named Caleb. He completed our growing family full of love and joy. While we were in the hospital recovering from his birth, a family member took Peyton and Parker home with them, where they stayed until we were home for a couple days and settled into our new routine.
When Peyton came home, she seemed a little “off” to us. We attributed the majority of what we saw to the stress of a new baby in the home. She was so gentle and tender and acted like a little mommy to the tiny baby boy. On March 20, 2014, we took her to the doctor for a bruised and swollen ankle. The X-rays showed nothing broken or fractured, but they put a cast on to help heal what they thought was a “bruised bone.” She was running low-grade fevers on and off over the next couple of days, and she had what looked like blood blisters on the inside of her cheek and tongue. On March 25, she woke up looking pale yellow, was running another fever, still not walking at all with her cast, lethargic and not eating like her normal self, so we took her in to see her pediatrician. We did the normal routine check-up, and then we asked the doctor if she could run some blood work because we knew something was wrong with our baby girl. Then our world came crumbling down around us. Our pediatrician told us that she thought it was leukemia. We were sent immediately to the hospital where they admitted us for the beginning of a surreal journey.
Peyton took her last chemo pill on July 16, 2017, and she started kindergarten in August. She enjoys running around with her brothers and learning in school!