I am already about to fall off the blogging-every-other-day wagon. It's not that I wanna quit, it's just an absolute animal house over here!
I promised a long overdue update on Jay's health, then I bragged about how awesome he was doing, then I clicked enter, thennnn he got RSV.
So... This post may be a little short and a lot cranky. Tom has been out of town for nearly a week and while he was gone I went to the doctor three times, to the grocery store two times and into my shower, only once. This is particularly heinous because my face smells like dried pee because I read that using cold coffe like a facial toner is anti-aging. It actually kinda works - my neck has pretty much gone back in time - but my face smells like I use a wet pull-up as a pillow, so that makes the results only so-so.
I digress... Ahh yes, Jaylen. So, it is looking like his brain has either mirculously healed, which I believe is totally possible, or the physical therapy he receives is allowing his brain to remap enough for him to catch up developmentally. Either way, he can now open his hands on his own and he's scooching around like a total and complete boss man. They are keeping an eye on a few areas that are lagging, but I am seriously not worried because he continues to blow my mind time and again.
We are all learning sign language, which has finally given me a legitimate excuse to forbid speaking... because, ya know, we gotta practice and all. The kids are picking it up super fast and, so am I. Jaylen has even signed mama, thank uou and eat!! Really we're all naturals, except Tom.
Not really, I'm kidding, he's doing sooo great!
At learning slow.
Jay gets his hearing aids on the 26th and we are all pumped to the max. Lots of peeps have requested a video of his response to using them for the first time... and I am happy to oblige, but what some of you readers may not know, is what my speaking voice sounds like. One taste of that, and you will understand why jaylen's video will probably include a lot of desperate clawing at his ears.
Okay, back to the horrible virus... His poor baby rib cage is retracting and he's pertpetually raspy and gaspy and it just breaks your heart to see. I teetered on wether or not bring him to the ER over the weekend, but I feel like I am wrong every. single. time. Honestly, I bring them in, certain they have dysentery, and it's "just a simple heat rash." Or, I keep them home and they "need a blood transfusion." (These are actually both REAL EXAMPLES of how poor my judgement is.) Needless to say, I didn't get it right this time. When I got to the doctor's office their original plan was to TRANSPORT HIM TO THE HOSPITAL via AMBULANCE! This might have been my wrongest one. Well, maybe second wrongest. (See "needed blood transfusions" above.)
Anyways, he's not quite out of the woods, but mama's not messing around now... In keeping with my tradition of over correction, if he so much as sneezes I'm taking him in.
Well, I don't even know if this counts as an update because I am certain it lacks any sort of flow, grammar, or proper punctuation... But whatevs. My face is pee-free, and I did. not. quit. In my house, we call that a victory y'all.