Not forgotten

A lot has been going on here in our home. My husband and I have both been dealing with the stress of the constant worry of dealing with a child with medical needs. Our son has some issues but they pale in comparison to his sister's ever increasing needs. We spent a lot of time each week thinking Autism, Epilepsy, medications, ER trips, Doctor's appointments, therapy. On top of the normal parenting stuff and making sure we spent enough time with each child. The balancing act.

Thankfully for the most part this has not stolen our ability to enjoy our baby. She's awesome. We love her so much. Her personality is bright and cheerful and she's funny. She loves Mickey Mouse, Hello Kitty, letters and numbers, jumping and bubbles.

I blow bubbles for her and she says "Pop!" over and over or "Big big bubbles!" so sweet since often times it's the only words she'll say most days and I am rewarded with eye contact to boot! 

My son has graduated preschool. He'll begin Kindergarten in the fall and if all goes well DD will begin preschool after she turns three if we are able to set up her IEP and get everything set into place. I am still having trouble with my Momma heart thinking of sending my baby away. Her brother was past the cut off so he was nearly four before he started school. I was thinking I'd get another year with her.

I just heard the books fall. My daughter likes to pull EVERY LAST BOOK out in order to find just the book she's looking for. It makes me happy that both my children love books. <3

As sad as I am -- well not sad but shocked at the fact she's nearly THREE and praying we're doing the right thing for our daughter. Everything we have been told by every doctor, every specialist, every book, article etc I have read says that early and intense intervention is the way to go and we're hoping it will help.


Gotta run someone is pulling me away....