So much has happened since my last blog. I guess it is true that change doesn't happen until life starts hurting too much. I realized after writing my last blog that I didn't want this to be my story. I never have. In so many ways over the past few months I have let go of so many aspects of me, of who I am, and what I value. And I didn't want to buy into the lie that this was just how it has to be.
To be sure, we chose to have 4 kids, or at least we chose to accept God's plan for us to have 4 kids, so we signed up for some level of crazy. It's just how it is.
Greystoke is fully potty trained now. It was so easy because he was ready. He can hold it for hours, and he only had a handful of accidents his first week in underwear, and none since.
He is 2.5 with all its rigid glory, but he is the easiest 2.5 year old that has ever graced the doors of this house. Every time he breaks something, which is usually Aquaman's legos, he says "that's ok!" just to make sure that it really is ok, and for the most part Aquaman groans a little bit, takes a deep breath, and says it really is ok. Unless it's the high speed train. We keep that out of reach.
I and the nurses were all totally amazed at his maturity and poise. The other kids there were clutching their parents and asking a million questions, and he was just relaxed and quiet throughout the whole wait.
The actual procedure only lasted about 15 minutes and found that he does indeed have inflammation in his esophagus. We will find out more when we get the biopsies next week.
And yesterday I took all the boys to a playground that is supposed to be for special needs kids, a "sensory" playground with tons of swinging and spinning and rubber bouncy floors, recommended by his therapist. Of course every kid in the whole world loves this playground so if you actually had a very special needs kid, you would probably never be able to take him there, and indeed last year when we tried it it was full of meltdowns from the crowds.
He loves to pick and peel at things, and yesterday I overheard him bartering to give a toy to Aquaman in exchange for being allowed to pick the peeling skin around his toes.