Celebrations

There are some days I get hung up on thinking about the future and worrying about my nearly four year old son. Will he ever learn to eat and talk? What will happen to him when he grows up? I start to feel bad that he has to work so hard to do what comes naturally to other children. Then there are days when I remember to take life one day at a time, and appreciate the fact that we get to celebrate achievements that most people probably take for granted.

The other day I was so proud of my son that I nearly kissed him to death. He walked up three flights of stairs using alternating feet. He took his coat off almost all by himself (I had to hold on to the sleeves while he slipped out his arms). AND he drank his formula from a cup for the first time!!!!! Then today he got a wipe and pretended to change his sister's diaper. It was adorable.

The picture above happens to be his baby feet...aren't they cuuuuuute?????

My son is the sweetest, most affectionate child in the world, and even though we have our challenging moments, I thank God every day for him.