For the first time in 13 months, I have a sick baby. This week has made my heart break for my little man who has had a nasty cold and low-grade fever. Not to mention he is teething like crazy. Talk about sleepless nights and miles and miles put on our rocking chair. Although I have absolutely hated seeing him in this condition, I have enjoyed all the extra snuggle time. I'm also *trying* to look at the sleepless nights as a good reminder of what it will be like to have a newborn again in a couple months.
I think my biggest reminder has come spiritually though. Sure this was only a yucky cold and little fever, but it helped me remember that our sweet Ashyr's health is ultimately in God's hands. As a mom we do everything we can to keep them safe and healthy, but He is the one in control. I have learned this week to be more okay with that as I've prayed over him while rocking him to sleep.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Toddler Years
Yesterday Ashyr had a check-up with his pediatrician. He usually does great when the doctor or nurses have to take measurements or vitals, but yesterday they needed to draw blood for an iron count. Unfortunately, it took three different nurses and three different attempts to get the needle in his arm. I was bawling like a baby (and Ashyr too--understandably so). I felt so bad for the little guy, but I think he did pretty good after being poked three times.
On a positive note, his doctor said he is growing and developing wonderfully--he also mentioned that he seems to be "strong-willed and has plenty of muscle mass." Grant liked that part. One other thing that really struck me was that he told us "Welcome to the toddler years." For some reason it hadn't really sunk in that wow, my baby is a toddler until Dr. Wulff told us that. I think I have been in denial about it, and I even had to double check the definition of a toddler when we got home. An online dicitionary defines a toddler as, "One who toddles, especially a young child learning to walk." And that is exactly what Ashyr does. Toddles around all day long.
So yes, I have a toddler and I'm coping with it. But I think I'll still call him my baby for a good long while yet. Possibly until his wedding day, but I'm aiming for his fifth birthday. Give me time, I'll get there eventually. :)
On a positive note, his doctor said he is growing and developing wonderfully--he also mentioned that he seems to be "strong-willed and has plenty of muscle mass." Grant liked that part. One other thing that really struck me was that he told us "Welcome to the toddler years." For some reason it hadn't really sunk in that wow, my baby is a toddler until Dr. Wulff told us that. I think I have been in denial about it, and I even had to double check the definition of a toddler when we got home. An online dicitionary defines a toddler as, "One who toddles, especially a young child learning to walk." And that is exactly what Ashyr does. Toddles around all day long.
So yes, I have a toddler and I'm coping with it. But I think I'll still call him my baby for a good long while yet. Possibly until his wedding day, but I'm aiming for his fifth birthday. Give me time, I'll get there eventually. :)
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