So I’m sure everyone has heard about the infamous stomach bug going around. It’s not just in Tennessee- I have friends in other states who have come down with it as well! And let me tell you, it’s awful. Just awful. Nathan came down with it a week and a half ago, and then John and I both came down with it last weekend. Whew. It’s been about four years since I’ve had one, and if I never have another stomach virus again, it will still be too soon.
In other news, Nathan is still totally rocking the school thing. He’s in the Accelerated Reading programs and is finally being challenged in that area. His teacher says he’s one of the most fun-loving students she has… Always smiling and grabbing the other kids in giant bear hugs. (He doesn’t get the whole personal space thing, but so far the other kids seem to be ok with it.) in fact, when any of his classmates see him at the school functions we’ve attended, they shout his name and come running to him for one of his giant hugs. I love seeing that!
Baby John is doing great as well. Can you believe he is already almost 21 months old? It’s insane how fast the time goes, I tell ya! He’s in Tennessee’s Early Intervention Program. He has a few delays and is developing some sensory issues. Nothing we can’t handle though, considering we’re used to it now after all we’ve been through with Nathan. So he has an in-home teacher that comes out once a week and works on things like his sensory issues, learning sign language until he’s starts talking, and stuff like that. He’ll also be going through speech therapy and some feeding therapy as well to help him with his eating issues (such as aversions to certain textures), which are fortunately pretty mild.
So things here are going pretty well! John’s therapists think he’s gonna be caught up in no time. Life is good!
Things have been hectic around here, but what else is new, right? That’s life with kids! I wouldn’t trade it for anything and, in fact, will miss these busy days once my kids are grown and moved out.
We had the hubbub of Christmas, which was nice. Nathan had a hard time adjusting to the routine change of being out of school, and by the time he calmed down and became more manageable, he had to go back to school! He’s doing much, much better though now that winter break is over and school is back jn session. He also went up a whole size in clothes- his size 5’s are now retired and he’s in his 6’s. It really seems like just yesterday I was washing and folding his little 3-6 month size sleepers. I remember holding them to my nose and inhaling the lovely scent of fresh baby. He’s lost that baby smell now, and I’m trying not to think about how soon he will smell like Teenager: dirty feet and sweat and armpits. And I will still think of his fresh baby smell.
The days are long but the years are short. They are so very short.
I see that with Nathan. I “can’t wait”-ed him all the time. I remember thinking I can’t wait until he can crawl, I can’t wait until he can walk, I can’t wait until he can talk… And that time has now passed me by and he’s nearly 6 years old. I’m more laid back with John and just try to take things as they are and enjoy each of his phases before he meets a new milestone.
The other day, I was hugging Nathan tightly to me. He wrapped his little arms around me in return and asked me why I was hugging him so tight. I said because you’re growing up so fast that it’s hard to let go, and even though these years seem so long to him, for me it’s going by so fast. Then I told him that one day, he will be all grown and will move out, and he won’t need his mama to take care of him, and he responded in his sweet voice that sounds so precious and musical to my ears, “Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll be bigger than you then, and I’ll take care of you instead.” And then after a thoughtful pause, “I’ll even text you!”
My heart is so full…
Nathan came excitedly bounding out if his room, exclaiming “Come look at what I made!” I followed him into his room to find this:
He had made four identically built rocket ships out of some blocks his grandma had gotten him a while back. He was so pleased with his creation, as were Paul and I. Just think, a few months ago, this would have been impossible for him. But now look at him! I’m so proud of how far he’s come. The preschool we sent him to in order to get him help for his Autism was one of the best decisions we could have possibly made. He has come so far! Plus, it’s awesome how he loves, loves, loves to go to school. I hope that love sticks with him!
You know those carts at the grocery store that have little kids’ cars attached to the front that children can sit in? You know, the germ factories that kids always get all excited about riding in. Well, we all went grocery shopping last night and of course, Nathan became super excited the moment he saw the car-buggy. So Paul and I wiped it down as best as we could with some sanitizing wipes and plopped the boys down in it, hoping to get our shopping done in peace while they entertained themselves with the play steering wheels and beeping horns. (It worked, by the way, and happiness was had by all.) And my gosh, they looked so cute together.
See? Cuteness overload!