Parents Create Bucket List For Their Dying Baby


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We all have hopes and dreams for our kids’ future. From the moment we know they’re on their way, we daydream about first steps, the first day at school, and first driving lesson, to name a few. That’s parenthood, right? There’s nothing I look forward to more than the first time my son and I can watch Tombstone together while eating pizza rolls. (Can I get a WHAT WHAT!)

Unfortunately for Mike and Laura Canahuati, they’re facing the reality that they might not be able to see many of those dreams come true. Their daughter Avery, almost 6 months old, has been diagnosed with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA), a progressive genetic disease that has no cure. Most children with infantile SMA are not expected to live past their second birthday. Avery, you guys, it’s not good. Nothing about this is good. Annnnnnnd– cue waterworks.

To help cope with the diagnosis they’ve begun documenting their story through a blog focused on Avery’s “Bucket List.” The list part isn’t metaphorical; they’re compiling an actual itemized log and crossing it off as they go. Some items on the list are as simple (and tear-inducing) as hugs for Mom and Dad, sitting up, and a first kiss. Others are more complicated, from graduating college to visiting the White House and appearing on Ellen. Is that morbid? Well, I don’t know, I’d imagine they’re probably thinking about death with or without the list, though the compulsive organizer in me really wants them to put that into Excel and color code it by category.

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It's okay if at any time you need to stop and focus on this puppy. He doesn't want you to be sad.

The blog is written by Mike from Avery’s perspective, detailing the ins and outs of pseudo-adventures:

Yesterday was my 5-month birthday and to celebrate, my mommy & daddy took me on a road trip to where they first met and fell in love.  Oh and I was able to take my first college campus tour at mommy & daddy’s Alma mater, Texas State University.  My daddy kept saying “back when I graduated, it was Southwest Texas State University.  In fact I was part of the last graduating class of Southwest Texas State University.”  OK daddy, we get it, the name changed, you’re getting old, let it go.

The poignant situation combined with their unexpectedly light tone adds up to an exponential amount of heartstring pulling that just about any parent can relate to, because OH MY GOD, the babies and the dying. How can you even?! Though I would be remiss if I didn’t put it out there that the first-person mommy/daddy/sweetie/cutie talk is giving my gag-reflex a workout that I’m having a hard time overcoming. Please note in my permanent record that I’m probably a highly advanced robot.

For better or worse they’re skyrocketing their way across the interwebs, which is a pretty epic achievement considering they only have nine (9!) posts, the first of which was just ten days ago. “Is 191,000 page views in less than 7 full days a lot?  Mommy & daddy say it is a lot of people and if I stop now, I should be very proud of myself because I’ve reached thousands of people who’d never heard of SMA.” writes awkwardly semi-fictional Avery/Mike. (I think they can probably go ahead and cross off “go viral on the internet.” And yeah, that’s on the list. Go figure.)

The Canahuatis’ main goal, besides obviously eating up every second of the time they have with their daughter, is to spread awareness about SMA. They urge prospective parents to get tested for the disease’s genetic markers and hope to eventually help contribute towards a cure. They’re not the first parents to channel their grief into a good cause.

In conclusion, please dry your tears because this little girl is playing with otters. It’s probably on her bucket list.

THERE”LL BE NO CRYING ON MY WATCH.

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About Jamie Jamerson

Jamie, aka The Grumbles, cries every day that an update on the cast of My Monkey Baby isn't released. Her tears could fill a river of regret. She blogs at Grumbles and Grunts.



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  • http://twitter.com/souphead Suz

    I can’t go anywhere near this story. It’s already too tragic, but then my daughter’s name is Avery so there is just no way I can keep track of this poor family and their sick baby girl.

    my tugged upon heartstrings could never take that kind of pull!

    thanks for the puppy and the otters. that helped!

    • http://twitter.com/thegrumbles the grumbles

       RUN AWAY

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=723856406 Ann Bibby

    It’s hard to watch someone you love die, and it’s no surprise that Avery’s parents have created an outlet for their grief because you begin to grieve long before the day you have to physically let go.

    • http://twitter.com/thegrumbles the grumbles

      Yes. Some of the interviews they (the parents) have done with the press have been insightful about why exactly they chose to approach it this way. They have a lot to say about living in the present. I can respect that.

      • MollyGMartin

        I agree — I find a lot of grace in this.

        And to echo what others have said better: OHMYGODTHEPUPPYTHANKYOU

  • Written Permission

    I’m just going to hug my son and pretend this story doesn’t exist and then stare at that puppy because OH MY GOD THE SAD. :(

  • Elizabeth

    Those parents are awesome.
    I have more to say, but since I don’t feeling like turning into a crying mess (and it is just a few days before the anniversary of my son’s death, so I’m extra crying-mess prone), I’m just going to stick with those parents are awesome.

    • Liz

      I’m so sorry for the loss of your son. Sending you strength during the day of remembrance.

  • Anymommy

    Otters and puppies. Otters and puppies. Otters and puppies.  (Cheesy baby talk aside, it’s a wonderful way to document their daughter’s life and spread awareness.)

  • http://twitter.com/ryenerman rynerman

    Damn otters and puppies were too late.  Waterworks cued.  Damn it.