Welcome to Georgia's Journey

Georgia Lily Lucas was born at home on October 6th, 2008 4:15am, in Winnipeg, Manitoba. She was diagnosed with SMA (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) on April 1, 2009.

On April 3rd Georgia was taken home, to be near her sisters and the rest of her family and friends. Nearly three weeks later, on April 21, 2009, she died peacefully -- in the loving arms of her mother and in the same room in which she was born.

Friday, July 31, 2009


Yesterday, the girls and I took off for the States with my mom to meet some friends. We all just hung out, shopping and swimming. It was a nice time especially considering all the rain. Is it ever going to stop and warm up?

Despite the cool weather and rain I was pleasantly surprised to find over a dozen tomatos growing on one of my plants and several flowers on the others. The other tomato plants were all grown from seed and spent several days in the our bedroom with Georgie soaking up the warmth from the windows back in April. I'm very excited to see them thriving. The garden has slowly come to life. Within the first week of filling it in with soil it looked like there was a whole lawn growing in there. It was of course, WEEDS!! I have spent hours if not days at this point pulling them all out and it finally looks like all of that time is paying off. The hydrangeas are finally blooming and the forget-me-nots are blooming again. The stargazers are teasing me at the moment as they are just taking their sweet little time opening up. While everything is very late this year the garden is finally looking as beautiful as I imagined that it could be. As for the birds and StanleyBugsJack, they are all still here although the bunny is avoiding the garden! : ) Thank goodness for the blood meal.

I will make a decision on a name for the fundraiser by the end of the weekend. If anybody has any more suggestions please feel free to let me know.

Love to you all,


PS Happy Birthday Baby Brother!

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Step 2 - Maybe it Should Have Been Step 1

We are on the hunt for a name for the fundraiser. If you have any ideas please send them in. It must include the name Georgia and or SMA.

Love to you all,


Monday, July 27, 2009

Fake It Til You Make It

In my early twenties I had a dance instructor whose favorite saying was, "Fake it til you make it!" Her motto was that if we all just kept on moving our bodies eventually we'd be actually dancing. It was a hip hop class for anybody wondering.

Since then I have had this saying run through my head hundreds of times but never as much as the last couple of months. On the day that Mike had to go back to work I realized that I would be facing my days alone. There wouldn't be any tag teaming of the girls anymore. I would have to put my game face on even if I wasn't even close to being ready to play. "Fake it til you make it!" That's what popped into my head. I mean seriously - if I choose to stay at home to raise my girls then I really have to do it right. If I'm not going to enjoy them and nourish their minds and spirits then what is the point? If I am going to be depressed and negative then they would be better off with somebody else all day.

So everyday I got up and tried to smile. Everyday I got up and showered and put make up on - even mascara. I even went back to flipping my hair out every day because when I look at pictures of myself at my happiest my hair is often flipped out. Everyday I tried to act somewhat excited even when I felt like going to bed. Everyday I tried to curb the anger and impatience that sometimes came out. Every day I tried to find something joyful even when I felt like life sucked!

Fake til you make it right?! Well very slowly that is what is starting to happen. I don't get up with a smile everyday but I can guarantee you that I do smile for some of the day and end up laughing for some of it too. I don't flip my hair out everyday but I promise all of you that I still shower!! : ) I don't yell at my girls anymore nor do I really lose patience with them like I did for a while.

My greatest obstacle is getting excited. Besides going to Vegas, there is nothing that I have been excited about for a very long time. Even while we were in Vegas it was hard to get excited. I often feel kind of flat. So what do I do? I try my darndest to muster up enthusiasm and look happy. Eventually, it will be genuine.

Love to you all,