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Cailee Erin Watkins
This is my story!
My mommy is starting this site for me on March 5th 2005, and I am almost 4 years old. She wanted to make this site for me because there is alot a sibling goes through when dealing with a brother or a sister that is sick or passes away.  This is my story........
I was born on March 27th, 2001 in Kennesaw Georgia. I was delivered by c section because my mommy was induced and the  doctors didnt think I was growing right. When I was delivered though the doctors noticed right away that I was only a 36 week old baby, and that I was delivered way too early. I weighed 5 pounds and 11 ounces, and was 18 inches long. My mom and dad were so excited to see me, and I hear that I was just adorable!! Though I was born so early, I had no problems and I was super strong. The doctors and the nurses were so surprised that I was breathing ok and that I was kicking them that they quickly moved me to the recovery room with my mom.
When I was 3 weeks old we started therapy for my brother Conner because he was having some problems meeting his milestones. I didnt mind though as long as my mom had a bottle for me and I could be held the whole time hee hee!!
When we went to my one month check up at the doctors office - I was doing sooooo good that the doctor was just so happy. I weighed in at 6 pounds and 2 ounces and he said I looked perfect! Though when he did my brothers evaluation for his one year checkup (he was just 3 days younger than a year older then me) the doctors said that he wasnt doing good and that they were worried about him. The doctor said that there may be something very wrong and that they wanted some testing done on him. They made him an appointment with a neurologist and said he needed to go right away. I could tell they were very worried, mommy seemed very sad and daddy didnt say anything he was just quiet. About 3 weeks later big brother Conner had his appointment, and so all of us went. The doctor said that he thought that Conner had cerebral palsy and that they needed to do some more testing on him and for him to continue his therapy. We all went home and relaxed, because my parents thought it could of been something much worse.
At 6 weeks old I took my first trip out of state to the Tennesee Aquarium with my family. I didnt really care where we were though I just hung out in my mommys carrier she had on her!
At 3 1/2 months old I took my first plane ride and went to Maryland to visit my Uncle and Aunt and cousins. I was good the whole plane ride and didnt even cry once. We all saw the fireworks in Washington Dc and those were really neat. What a cool first 4th of July I had!!
Just a couple weeks after we got home from our trip, I was now 4 months old - I decided that I didnt want to lay around anymore so I thought I would learn to crawl. About 2 weeks later I FINALLY figured it out and was getting into everything. Those therapy people my brother see's said that I was way ahead of myself and that I was going to be a very strong girl, ofcourse I already knew that !! haha
When I was 5 months old I figured that this crawling stuff was getting old so I decided to learn how to pull myself up on the tables and couches and cruise around them. I figured that one of us kids had to start getting into the stuff that mom puts up so high! We were still going to therapy for my brother and he started seeing a new Dr now. They are running all kinds of tests on him. They say that they are all getting more and more worried about him because he is declining more and more. My parents just love us both so much that the thought of something being really wrong makes them just sick. I love my brother too, I cant get enough of him really. I do almost everything with him, and even try to help him out in therapy. We sleep together, take baths together, eat together, and when I climb all over him he starts to laugh so hard that his eyes start to water - he almost looses his breath. I know he loves me so much, I talk baby talk to him (course its big girl words to me) but only me and Conner can understand what we are talking about. Me and Conner have turned into the greatest pals, though he does try to eat me now and then - I dont know why, maybe its because I always smell like baby cookies! I dont mind though cause he never bites too hard !!!!
On September 11th, me, mommy and Conner were at therapy when we heard that a plane had crashed into one of the twin towers. Then a few minutes later we heard that another plane had crashed into the other tower. Everyone was upset and didnt know what else was going to happen. I was now almost 7 months old and boy was I adorable. My hair has all fallen out and my eyes have turned brown. I like to wear pink dresses and little hats ontop of my fuzzy little head. After therapy we had to take Conner to the hospital for one more test because last week an eye dr found some cherry red spots in that back of Conners eyes and my parents looked those up on the internet and said that it could be something very very bad. We now heard that 2 more planes had crashed and that there were thousands of people dead.  My daddy told my mommy to go ahead to our appointment because we should be safe there, so we did and after we got all done there we went home to watch the news. This ended up to be one of the worst things that has happened in history.
In November we went to Maryland again to visit my daddys family and I had a great time there, though my uncle Rick kinda scared me because he is so big, and so I cried when he first came near me! I ate turkey and everything else I could shove in my mouth and played alot with my cousin Marley (she is only 3 days older than me) and we get along really good. It was very cold up there so everytime we went outside my mom would bundle me up like a snowman! We went to Washington Dc and then to the smithsonian museum. The day before we were getting ready to go home, mom checked our messages at home and heard one from Conners dr, he said that we needed to call him right away. Everyone was now very scared. We got home and we had the dr appointment the very next day, they made the appt. for after hours and there was no one else there. We walked into the room and the dr told everyone to sit down. I decided to play with the desk that was in the room because it looked like it would be a long conversation. The dr told my parents that Conner had a disease called Sandhoff and that it was terminal, they said that he would die around the age of 3 and that there was nothing they could do. Mommy said what about Cailee is she going to have this too?  The dr said NO - I looked perfectly healthy and they didnt need to worry about me. Mommy and daddy were so sad so I went over to sit in mommys lap. They all talked for awhile and then we drove home. No one was talking in the car at all, then daddy said to mommy -- so Conner is going to die, and we will lose our son? Mommy said No, and lets not talk about it anymore. I didnt really know what was going on, I am just still too little. But I am healthy and I know that they are blessed with that.
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In December we went to see Christmas lights just loved them. I giggled and smiled the whole time! Mommy and Daddy love me so much they tell me everyday. Conner and I are the best of friends now. I still dont understand that he is going to die, all I know is that he and I have a bond that nothing will break and my family is trying to deal with all the best they can. On Christmas I got a ball pit for my big present and I was so excited to see it while I was crawling down the hall that I was going so fast and almost fell over on my face. When I finally got to it, I was happy that I stood up and thought about walking, but then I figured not yet and just crawled into the pit instead. I got all kinds of other toys too, lots of babies and music toys. I just love Chirstmas time, everyone is just so happy. We had a nice dinner together and afterwards I thought about walking again, I actually took my first 3 steps! But I just wasnt ready to walk across that big living room yet so I went back to crawling.
In January I was just a little over 9 months old, and felt brave this day. I walked across the room all by myself while mom and dad were taping me!! They were so so excited and picked me up and kissed me all over, then told me over and over how proud they were of me. Conner was happy too, even though he didnt say anything- cause he cant talk, I know what he is feeling and he is proud of me too! Mommy took me this month to get my first professional pictures done, and I ofcourse smiled in every picure! They all told me how beautiful I looked.
  March is here and everyone is getting ready for me and Conners birthdays. My grandma Linda is coming from California and I havent seen her since I was born. Easter is on Conners birthday this year, so we are going to have a busy weekend. I have grown into a little doll baby my other grandma calls me, and my hair is starting to grow a little more. I can say alot of words now, but the only thing I am missing is teeth, I dont have any yet. My favorite foods are tomatoes and cheese, and my favorite drink is apple juice. I love all my baby dolls and feed them all the time with their bottles. I have alot of pets here and love them all too. I have had a great first year and everyone always tells me that I am such a good girl.
On March 27th Cailee turned one! We had a birthday party for her and she invited all her little friends. She posed for all the pictures as she dove into her cake and got it everywhere. It was just a perfect party for our little princess. Three days later was Conners 2nd birthday which also was Easter. Conner was extremely tired all day but Cailee sure wasnt. She woke up to her Easter basket and was so thrilled that the Easter bunny had come to visit her. Her and I dyed eggs, but she wanted her brother to do some too, so I helped him dye a couple. He laughed as she said good boy to him! We took the kids to the Fernbank museum for the day, then later that night poor little Conner was so tired - but little sister wouldnt let us forget about his cake, so we lit his candles and helped him blow them out.
In April we had a scary morning one day, we were all getting ready for therapy when I looked over at Conner and he was blue. I called 911 and was in a complete panic, Cailee was scared to death and was screaming. By the time the ambulance came Conner had started breathing again, and we all drove in the ambulance to the hospital. Cailee was very scared because this was all too much. We came home that night to respiratory therapy people waiting for us, who hooked Conner up to all kids of machines. We now had the sound of Conners heart beat heard throughout the house. They also brought oxygen which Cailee for sure wanted to get her hands on, but she had to stay away from. Over the next week or so Conner continued to have episodes of stopping breathing and Cailee was always right there with a definate look of worry on her face. We had to do whatever we could do get him to breathe again and that really scared her. It was soon as Conner continued to stuggle that we decided to have Rodeys mom come to help out. We made this decision after one night she walked over to her brother and ripped the oxygen out of is nose and hit the beeping machine and screamed and cried NO.
Over the next few months things did calm some and Conner was on meds to control his seizures, and I tried my best to make sure that Cailee got all the attention she deserved - yet it was still hard. We included her in everything and she was always there to help. Cailee started to miss being able to play with her brother like she had been able to do before, he couldnt even laugh or smile anymore when she would come over to him. The disease was starting to get to him, and his little brain wasnt working anymore like it used to. I know Cailee couldnt possible understand what was going on, we then started to tell her that he was sick.
We went on the boat alot over the summer and Cailee loved that. We tried to do as many things with her that we could, and tried to act as normal as we could, though we still knew in the back of our heads that soon one of our children would be joining god and leaving our family.  We tried to make sure that everyday Cailee knew that we loved her more then anything. When we would get home from an outting away from the house she would run over to her brother and hug and kiss him. I think sometime during this month that she knew in her heart just how sick Conner was and that she is starting to worry right along with us which she shouldnt be doing at a year and 4 months old.
By the end of the year Christmas was coming again and by now our little girl was talking up a storm. We all had a wonderfl holiday and she got everything and then some!! Conner had started to have laughing seizures and Cailee was thrilled once again to hear him laugh. We made sure we took tons of pictures of the kids together.
As New years came around Cailee continued to thrive, and Conner continued to slip away.
On Cailee's 2nd birthday we took her to the Atlanta Zoo, just mom, dad and Cailee. We all spent a wonderful day together. She was dressed up in her birthday dress that she demanded to wear and looked like the princess she is. We came home to open presents and had cake and ice cream, and ended the night with a good hot bath for both of the kids. Next came Conners 3rd birthday, this one we had been dreading because it was likely to be his last. We made the most of it though, and took him to the Imax theatre in Tennesee. We came home and had a party for him, and Cailee was excited for him. We were all proud of him for making it this far and since he could no longer show any kind of emotion at all, Cailee kept telling him Happy Birthday brother!!
Soon I made the call to hospice, and nurses started coming to see Conner. Cailee turned into a little nurse and borrowed their equipment to help check Conner out. In every event of our lives now Cailee was trying to help as much as she could, and we knew what a blessing this little girl was to our lives. I often thought to myself that I couldnt of made it this far without her bringing a light to the end of my dark tunnel I sometimes felt I was in. She was a ray of light, one that we needed to see us through. Cailee never complained and never fussed about the lack of attention she sometimes received, all she wanted is to help.
The year went on and Conner still was slipping further and further away, he ended up in the hosptial in the summer because of seizures and Cailee stayed at the hospital with us, she would get up in bed with her brother and watch movies with him while holding  his hand and telling him that we would get to go home when he got better. He would look over at her, I am sure he always knew what she was saying to him. No matter how sick or drugged he ever was, he still would open his eyes and turn his head towards her. My children had a bond that was so strong that I was starting to worry about what would happen when he did pass away. I started to talk to Cailee about how sick Conner really was when we got home from the hospital, and told her that he would die soon, she said I know mommy. I told her that he would be in heaven, and she would say right mommy with God.
We had another wonderful Christmas with the kids, but we knew that this was Conners last. We took tons of pictures again, and on Christmas eve, we even helped Conner make some cookies to stay with the tradition we had been doing every year before. In January we took a trip to Florida, where we soon decided to move too. Cailee loved the ocean and would run along the sand. She collected shells and starfish. She learned to make sandcastles and sand snowangels. But soon the fun came to a halt ...... On March 13th Conner passed away at 6:10 in the morning. We were all there,  we didnt want Cailee to see the funeral people come in and take Conners little body away, so they waited outside and dad took Cailee in to say goodbye to Conner. She kissed his head and told him that we were going somewhere and would be back soon. We took her to the beach where we told her that infact her brother had died. She got tears in her eyes and said "but I will miss him" we said so will we, we will miss him always. She said "but now I dont have a brother anymore, its just me". We said yes baby its just you now. I told her though, Conner will always be your brother and he will watch over you from heaven now. That night we were all alone - the 3 of us now for the first time ever. Cailee was very sad all day and you could tell she wasnt acting like her self. She went into the bedroom where Conners bed was and grabbed his blanket. She went back to the couch and layed down with it, and told us she just wanted to be alone. We left Cailee to mourn not only her brother but her best friend.  4 days later was the funeral, where Cailee walked in to annouce: Look everyone - Look at Conners beautiful blue box!! Ofcourse there were many tears shed after hearing that one. She held up well during the hour long service, and then we all went to the cemetery where we did a balloon release for Conner. Cailee proudly held her single blue balloon and let it go when it was time saying, here you go Conner!!  We followed the services with a trip to Disneyworld just for our daughter. This was now the first day of the rest of our lives with just her, It was now time for everything to be just about her, and she had the time of her life in Orlando.
 

Weeks following the passing of Cailee's brother were an adjustment for us all. Cailee wasnt used to all the attention she was now getting.  She would even get mad now and then because it was just too much for her. But it didnt take her long to realize that it was kinda fun to have everything now revolving around her, and she definatly made the most of it!! She talked about Conner everyday and would even look into the clouds and say "Hi Conner I love you"

On Cailee's 3rd birthday she had a very special thing happen to her. We got her a swing set as her big present this year and she was outside swinging and enjoying her party when all of the sudden she ran over to us and said
"Mommy, daddy I just saw Conner and he was swinging with me" we said great Cailee. She said" He told me Happy Birthday and that he loved me always". We said awww Cailee thats wonderful. Then she looked at us and asked "but why didnt Conner ever talk to me before?" We said well because he wasnt an angel before! She said "oh yeah thats rights, and thats why he can walk now and he couldnt before right!!!" All we could imagine right then was that our little girl had just had an experience that we hoped she would never forget but that she got to witness first hand that her brother was now well and could not only talk to her but she saw him walk, and how incredible is that!!
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