The therapists goals for today were to 1) build a relationship 2) play back & forth 3) create anticipation. I stayed and played with them and tried to learn as well. We all sat on the floor and got to know each other while passing a ball around. The therapist gives me an activity record…
Things seem to be in a real holding pattern lately. I feel like I’m waiting, waiting, waiting for things to get better. Not that things are bad, but I am feeling a strain. I know, I know. I just posted a bunch of awesome photos from a fun weekend with my family and I’m complaining…
Hey Moms and Dads! Another question for you from the Mother of the Year over here! As you’ve probably seen from a couple photos, we are still having trouble with Stevie spitting. *Sigh* I’m happy to say that with food it has actually improved! We use toys that are too big to fit in his…
Baby: He is getting BIG. Like difficult-to-carry-around-BIG. He always wants to be near me, especially if he can cling to my legs. When he wants Daddy, no other person will do. He shouts “Hey!” about 100x’s a day to me and to everyone he meets. He can show you his ears, mouth, belly, arms, and…
Stevie survived yet another surgery! This one was “easy”… Or as easy as they come, I suppose. A short, outpatient procedure. We were in the hospital at 5:30am and back home by 11:30am. It still felt like the longest day in history though. They corrected his Esotropia, although I don’t know how they did it, besides what…
We are in the middle of a crazy week. I think it feels extra crazy because Paul has been working 10 days in row (just 2 more to go and then some time off!!!) But he’s tired. I’m tired. Stevie is sick of me. Every day this week, I’ve been running the tyke around to…
I met with Stevie’s case worker from the Regional Center for the first time. She was nice. We went over a lot of information. Too much for my brain to remember it all. The things that stood out were Stevie’s scores on his evaluations. He will be turning 18 months in just a couple weeks…
I know everyone and their dog enters contests like this. So we figured we’d throw our bean into the mix too. Why not. If you feel so inclined, we would love a few votes for this little monkey. VOTE FOR ME!
I slept until 8:30. My husband suggested I sleep until noon, but I didn’t want the day to get away from me. A sure sign that I’m getting old! I watched the “1st Mother’s Day” video that my husband made for me last year. I cried. Again. I had a week filled with lovely surprises,…
I know this blog is on the verge of being a real downer. But I need advice. Again. When God was passing out the motherly instinct gene, I must have given Him the finger. And now he’s getting back at me. Everyone knows Stephen has had his rough patches as far as sleep goes. And…