Wednesday, August 3, 2011

P is for...well...Pee!

I try to keep things on this blog family-friendly.

Today, however, this post is all about....


We have been anxiously awaiting for today's Urology appointment.  We traveled to Scottish Rite to find out just what was wrong with Autumn's bladder.

The answer....

At this point nothing!

A sonogram on her kidneys was preformed today, and our Urologist felt confident there was nothing going on.

We do have to watch for certain things:

Any sign of a UTI with fever will land us back in with another appointment.
We have to follow up every six months for the time being.
We are not completely out of the woods.

But, good news is good news!

All tuckered out on the way home!
Do you know what that means, blogger friends?

Tomorrow marks a very important day in our home.  We will start potty training!

I know Autumn is still a little young.

But this girl hates...HATES to be wet or dirty!

So today, after the good news we celebrated with a treat for our sweet girl!

YO GABBA GABBA big girl panties!!!

So here we go into the land of potty training toddlers!  I'm not entirely sure we will make it out alive, but I am confident it shall be entertaining and blog worthy!

Tuesday, August 2, 2011


Bliss is....

Swimming with friends!

Monday, August 1, 2011

Annual Review

There is one day a year that makes me cringe.

It approaches so stealthily that I sometimes don't see it coming until it is too late.

Last year I cried. 

This year I was prepared to do the same.

What day am I talking about?

Matthew's annual ECI review.

If you are a parent to a special needs child, then you know exactly what I am talking about.  Sitting around your living room, facing off with specialist who are measuring your child up against a standardized test, well....honestly I am easily broken.

So when this year's review rolled around I prepared myself.  I wore waterproof mascara.  I drank an extra cup of coffee that morning.  I thought of every reason Matthew was amazing regardless of what any test stated.  I was dressed in my armor and ready for war.

Only this year, war did not come. 

Don't misunderstand, our ECI therapists are angels.  Each and every one of them have brought joy into our homes each week.  They laugh with us.  They answer every single silly question I ask (and believe me I ask a lot.)  They celebrate with us.  They are simply amazing. 

Its the test I loathe.

Last week, we sat in the living room for the annual review.  Questions were asked.  I answered honestly.  With each answer I felt my shoulders slump a little more.

Is he rolling over?

No...almost though.

How is his vision?

Not great...he tracks some.

I wanted to tell them about his sense of humor.  I wanted to ask where on the test did it talk about his fantastic smile or determined spirit.

But I sat there.  Slumped in my chair.  Waiting for the bad news.

Only this year, bad news did not come!

Quite the contrary actually, Matthew has made progress in each and every area! 

I'm pretty sure I asked her to repeat herself.  Good news doesn't happen a lot around here.  So I wanted to make sure I had not dozed off and was dreaming the entire situation.

But no, he has truly made progress.  We see his progress.  We notice the little things.  When he held a slinky for two minutes without letting it go, we celebrated.  When he made his opinion known during American Idol, we voted for his favorites. 

But, sometimes you worry these things are not seen by the people with the paper and the pens.  Those paper and pens have this power over me.  I want them to see his progress.  I want them to watch what happens when Matthew hears Katy Perry.  I want them to watch him giggle so hard we have to remind him to breathe.  Those are the things that matter. 

And to my amazement, this year they noticed. 

On an overall scale, last year Matthew was at a 0-3 month level.  This year he is closer to a 9-12 month level.

How is that for awesomesauce?!?!

So you know what we did?  We made cupcakes.  We cried.  We called everyone we could think of to tell them the good news.  We did our happy dance.

In this house, all small accomplishments are still accomplishments.  We celebrate everything!

And we are still celebrating!  I am a proud mommy to two beautiful children who continue to amaze us and everyone they meet.

Happy Monday blogger friends!!!