Back to Reality

Jamie and I are back from our quick vacation in Washington DC. It was so amazing to feel like a grown up. I think I started to forget what it was like. We ate and drank and slept. And we only had one deep, ‘what does the future hold’, conversation about Cooper. And wow was the break refreshing.

Everyone deserves a break from the worry. If you let it the worry will suffocate you. And as parent’s of kiddos with needs we know all too well what that is like. Don’t get me wrong, I thought about Cooper in every child I saw. I saw thousands of kids and they were all so well behaved. It blew my mind. Right now, as it stands, Cooper could never travel to a museum or ride the Metro. He is too busy. And he might never be able too. I even watched the school aged children closely and said a silent prayer as I watched them stand in lines or eat lunch. It’s the simple things that I want Cooper to experience. I digress. Those worries are too far away for me to think about right now.

Our lives are just different. And everyday I get closer to accepting that.

The boys were so excited to see us when we got home. There is nothing better in the world than to see your kids after being gone. And Sawyer is walking. Yup, trouble has arrived!

It’s the same old with Cooper. Certain things are getting easier and some things are getting harder. He understands everything we ask of him and that is huge. But, a lot of the time he could care less about what you are asking him to do. It’s really hard to explain. He’s not in his ‘own-world’ by any means. He just doesn’t care to do the project or to follow the directions. He likes to be naughty. For example at OT last week he decided to be wild in the waiting room. And that meant throwing toys, trains, books, you name it. He’s laughing and running around and it’s plain frustrating.

He did amazing at speech yesterday though. He made the ‘M’ and ‘H’ sound like he owned them. And he followed directions and played with his therapist. For 1 hour I felt very hopeful.

And lastly, a little cuteness. And by cuteness I mean ‘holy-mother-of-naughty-you-are-lucky-you-are-so-dang-cute!’

I put Cooper in his room for his afternoon nap. I checked back after 10 minutes or so, (Cooper was suddenly very quiet), and I see Cooper standing there with no diaper on. He kept pointing up, laughing and screeching but I was too busy to pay attention. I grabbed a new diaper and went in his room. I was talking away and telling him that he was very naughty and that he needed to get me the dirty diaper. Again, I wasn’t paying attention. I asked him one more time where his diaper was and again he pointed up. And here is what I saw. Nice arm kid.