He came into this world on his on time, with a bit of a push. Why should expect his personality to be any different. As we dive into all these diagnoses and the treatment plans. I often find myself praying asking what did I do wrong? Then I shake myself and remember that God made him and saw him before we ever did, that God has a plan for him, and he is made perfect for that plan. This isn’t an easy path we are headed down.
When I am overwhelmed, I remember all his amazing qualities. He is a kind, faithful, loving boy. Who has so many feelings that they overwhelm him. He loves fiercely. He fights just as fiercely with his brother, but as soon as the fight starts it is over. He is kind. He loves blankets and glow worms.
No matter what this path holds for us, we will concur it.
We went out on an adventure tonight booing our neighbors and friends. We made a change to the pinterest idea and handed them their boo bags. I don’t want to teach Ian to ring the doorbell and run. He had so much fun doing it, hopefully next year we can include Ollie.
I hope to make this a tradition for years to come. It made Ian happy and showed him it is fun do things for others.
On days like today when nothing seems to be going my way, my head one stop pounding and I am at the brink of tears. One brief moment is caught on camera and it reminds me how lucky I am to be his mama.
He is number 5 white.
Ian played in his first ankle biters basketball game on Saturday. Man it was so much fun to watch, even if there wasn’t much dribbling.
Today is one of those days I want to bottle up and open up on a day where nothing is going right.
Ian has been nothing but enjoyable. C says that when they went on errands, he was so good. Maybe it was the magic of putting up the Christmas tree, Ian has been asking for over a week. Maybe it was cause C was home but everything has gone smoothly. Lets hope we have more day like it.
I am not gonna lie, I don’t mind two in diapers. I would let Ian wait till he was ready. The reason we are going to push it is he is reaching the age where people have started making judgmental comments about him being in diapers.
So this year we are going no where for Thanksgiving and Ian has no school the while week. So as of yesterday and a long conversation with Abby, it was decided that I am going to stop avoiding it and bring on the potty training. You my wonder why I am blogging about so far in advance. Well I am gonna need advice, mama support and a bit of push.
So wish us luck, here we go.
School is to Ian that thing that fills the time before riding the School Bus. I remember we were so worried about him riding the bus. Now on school mornings he tells me he must hurry so he won’t miss the bus.