Heart defectExtubations (many)
Daily multiple medications
Exercise in patience, trust, and contentment
not to mention....
|Kind of reminds me of the big woman/alien thing from |
Fifth Element that the stones were in. Anybody?
Opposition with physicians
Higher oxygen requirement
Unable to swallow
I could go on, but I won't. You've heard it all before.
My point? Those things are what make THEODORE. (And also scigamnoshu.) They are an important part of who he is, but they are not all that he is.
|With mom mom (his great grandmother) and Kitty Cat.|
An absolutely sublime smile
Interested in his siblings
Loves new people
Makes me laugh
Keeps us guessing
Progresses each day
Wonderful work of God's hands
We focus on the good because those are the things that keep us going. But we remember the bad - where we were and are not anymore, the unknowns, the sickness, the unforged road ahead. We put the good in with the bad. That is Theodore Rambo.
And by golly, he is really adorable.
Progress report: There is none. No, just kidding. :) He is really starting to lift his head and upper body up when he is on his belly. Just the other day he rolled from his belly to his back all by himself. He did it twice too, so I know it wasn't just a fluke. And I have seen him a handful of times actually try to turn onto his belly himself. There are also times (few and far between, but still) where he can sit up by himself for a few seconds. I'm such a proud mama *big beaming smile*. He is still a little short stack but ever so slowly working his way up to the chart. (Yes, I did say 'up to' because he has not even reached the chart yet.) He's fat as ever. Cute as ever. Happy as ever.
I know I've said it before and I'm sure you're tired of hearing it - Let's be honest, you can only handle someone talking about their own kid so much, so God bless you if you still read this blog - but I love that little boy.