In nine days Moose will be a year old. I can not even fathom where this year went. It has flown by so fast!
I keep telling people that with Katherine I kept wanting to experience the next thing. I wanted to see her meet her milestones and learn new things. I was so worried she would be behind. I didn’t realize exactly how much each child does things at their own time and that each child is perfect.
With Moose, I just keep wanting time to stand still. To enjoy each moment, keep him a baby. Time is flying. He is cruising around the house. Standing without holding on to anything. He will be walking soon. I’m not ready. I want him to stay a baby.
We aren’t sure if we will have any more children. We absolutely will not be pursuing treatments. So, I need him to stay a baby for at least another year to make sure I get my baby fill. Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like he is going to humor me on that one.
He is still in therapy and making great strides. There are some things that he isn’t improving on. His therapist wanted me to get a referral to a specialist but his pediatrician doesn’t think that is necessary yet. The pediatrician did a bunch of x-rays of his back and neck and they looked good. Now we are waiting to hear from the Children’s Hospital so we can go for a MRI to see what is going on and why things aren’t progressing.
I keep praying we will get a definitive answer.
Katherine is 4.5 and she is wonderful. She is imaginative and out going. She keeps me smiling with her personality.
Crying. Time for me to go…