Speech has been put off...

The evil stomach virus that is going around has bitten my little bug. He woke up Sunday morning covered in vomit. We lounged, snuggled and slept most of the day yesterday.

He went to bed very early last night and never made a peep. I figured the virus must be gone. I went to check on him at 4a.m. and he had gotten sick in the night and never cried out. How sad.

He seems more like himself this morning. He has kept down some pedialite and cereal. I am hoping to get some plain pasta in him after he wakes from his nap.

Sadly, our speech therapy appointment will have to wait for another day. I cant risk getting his therapist sick. I am hoping to get him in sometime again this week.

I need to start him in speech soon. He is now showing some interest in mimicking us. He now sticks out his tongue and blows raspberries. Connor is also now trying to say Elmo and for some random reason Lemonade.

He cracks me up.

Lets hope I can get him a new appointment before the new year.

December 9

even pooh bear loves him.
right after we were engaged. Disneyland, November 2005
The greatest wedding EVER! December 9, 2009

On this day three years ago I married the only person I could ever imagine spending every day of my life with. You are my very best friend and my confidant. I look forward to decades and decades with you.

You and I have created such a wonderful life together and have such a wonderful little family. You are by far one amazing husband and father. Connor and I love you more than anything.

It is lame to think this way but I think it's also normal

I have come to accept that my child is quite a bit behind the average 20 month old child in all walks of life and I love him even more for that BUT, I am still so jealous. I wish I could stop thinking about the what ifs and just forget about everything but it just seems impossible to do.

Connor will walk in just a few months, I feel like he is closer everyday but I wish he could be running like his cousins or peers. The doctors feel he SHOULD talk eventually but again, I wish he could let me know what is wrong instead of getting so upset that I cant understand his frustrations and cries. He babbles constantly and signs but sometimes he just needs more to get his point across.

The hardest thing to see is that he is so aware of the fact that he cant do something and I truly believe he knows he should be able to.

I noticed today that he TRIES so hard to form words but for some reason is unable to do so. He wanted so bad to say the word BLUE but all that came out of his perfect little mouth was MMMMLLL. I told him that was an amazing try and he will say the word blue sooner than he knows.

I never show him my jealousy of other kids because he is who he is and God would have had it no other way and neither would we at this point. I just hope as he grows up, things will become a little easier for him.

Therapies that never where...

Apparently I am clearly doing something wrong here. C's doctors have faxed all of his prescriptions for each therapy needed to the proper places (twice I might add) and every time I call to confirm and hopefully make an appointment, I get the run around. I am at my wits end now.

Wish me luck as I attempt to call again right now.

Make up your mind...

My husband is driving me bananas. He wants a flat screen t.v. It is almost all he talks about sometimes. I think its great but he has such strict stipulations in regards to the T.V. It is almost as if the t.v. is more important than us. I found these great T.V.s at Wal-Mart today. I was so excited to share them with him just to get the brush off. Those are not good enough for Prince Eric. I am sorry but we don't have 1500 bucks to waste on a T.V. I don't even spend five bucks on underwear but 1500 is ok?

I tried explaining that we have an abundance of medical bills for Connor piling but and they are getting bigger weekly. I got the brush off.

I guess he will never be satisfied.

ACK!

The new Doo...

before
the first BUZZ

so handsome
after

The cutest pirate EVER...