Nothing too crazy to report in our neck of the woods. It's August now which means that my favorite time of year is almost upon us, Fall! It have to say that this Summer went by really fast! Time seems to be flying lately, it's almost surreal to think about sometimes. Noah wasn't walking but two months ago and now I can't get him to sit still! We're still working on his balance and core strength and I know those things will come with time. Before I know it, I'm going to forget about how it looks like he's marching when he walks or how he falls down when he tries to turn around too fast. I still think of him as my little guy but as evidenced by our visit to Stride Rite yesterday where we found out he's now a size 6 (he was only a 4.5 back in April), he is becoming a bigger boy everyday. Here's that double-edged sword coming out to poke me in my butt again. I'm so happy that he's growing and catching up from his preemiehood. But at the same time, I catch myself wondering in awe about how far he's come and how much of toddler he is becoming. He craves independence, has a mind and attitude all his own (where did he get stubbornness from, I wonder ;]), learns new things everyday, and most of all makes us fall more in love with him.
This little guy is super social and even more hysterical when he's in a silly mood. He knows what buttons to push and how to get anyone to give in to him. I love it when he rolls his arms/hands at just the right time during pat-a-cake or how he brings his little fingertips together to copy us signing more. This little boy has got some moves when he dances to the Fresh Beat Band or hears a song with a good beat in the car. Have you seen him do his "eyes" or "ojitos" at you?! It's pure comedy.
These are just a couple things that get me through the daily struggles of raising a half-baked early birdie preemie. In between all of his doctors appointments and therapies or the struggles with his feeding and bowel movements, I close my eyes and thank God for everything he's given us. I think it's important to remind myself that we are fortunate souls that God has blessed and given the most important job in the world to. Yes it's hard. Yes, there are days when I want to compare our journey with others who appear to have it much easier than us (whether they deserve it or not). But ultimately, this experience has brought more wonderful things into ours and our families lives than bad and I wouldn't change anything for the world. We have a deeper understanding of the preciousness of time, health and life. We are more grateful, loving, compassionate, and stronger people. We have a constant reminder of God's grace who's eyes we can look into everyday. We are, if anything, undeserving. That's all that I've been able to think about, lately.
