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Saturday, November 12, 2011

Hey...I'm walking here!

For the last few months, Jonah had been been very comfortable walking as long as he had a tight grip on both of our hands at all times. However, if we let go he would stop dead in his tracks and retreat to crawling. He was always so proud with a huge smile on his face when he reached his destination. We got a push toy for him to use in the basement where it is all carpet and for the longest time he wanted nothing to do with it. He was happy pushing all the buttons and playing the music from the safety of the floor. One night when I was upstairs making dinner, Rob called me downstairs telling me there was something I had to see. There was Jonah, practically running behind his toy, again with his huge smile lighting up his eyes. This went on for a few more weeks. He'd push his toy where he wanted to go and when it got stuck he'd back up and turn it around. Chasing Sasha was just taken to a whole new level ;-)

Most recently, we would encourage Jonah to stand up and walk with us when we went from room to room around the house. He was getting so much more confident with this that he would only hold on to one hand...sometimes only a finger. But still, we couldn't get him to take a few independent steps as Rob and I sat a couple of feet apart on the floor arms open wide, cheering him on. He'd put on the brakes.

This past week and weekend, Jonah had pretty much mastered his walking skills from our corner couch to the ottoman to the recliner to the window ledge. All very short distances but he seriously went from object to object over and over again that it was only a matter of time before he would drift out into wide open spaces. We thought that he might be doing this for a while though. At no point in this process had Jonah ever tried standing up on his own unsupported. He played a lot on his knees or with one foot down but we never saw him muster the courage to stand up.

Literally overnight, the little man took off. Last Sunday Jonah spent all day surfing the living room furniture and Monday he wanted nothing to do with hand-holding and marched right down the hallway all by himself!!! He is still trying to figure it out and doesn't go very far with out falling but we get him up and try, try again. We are definitely not used to turning around and seeing this guy-vertical- walking across the room! He will get himself to a standing position with the support of something or someone and then he's moving. He's still got that huge excited smile on his face but it's pretty funny because you can see him pick up speed, his eyes get bigger, and his smile gets wider....just as he's about to bite the dust.

So at 15 months, Jonah is officially walking. I'd say that isn't too bad for a small dude who had a lot of catching up to do. We will see Jonah's physical therapist in 2 weeks. In the meantime he's got to work on refining a few things, but if she likes what she sees we might just graduate from Early Intervention...for now.

Friday, November 11, 2011

525,600 Minutes

Taken from a favorite song of ours, it seems to fit perfectly here...How DO you measure a year?  Let's take a look...

we measure in JOY
That's right ladies and gentleman, one year! Since the 4 month hiatus we took from our blog, we celebrated Jonah's first birthday back in July.  It was a day- really, a weekend- filled with love and laughter, memories and stories, and of course, a few tears. We were surrounded by family and friends, old ones as well as new ones. It could not have been more perfect! Jonah was kind of going through a "mommy and daddy" phase where he was happy to be a part of any social situation as long as it is from the safety of our arms or lap. So, he took in most of the party from one of his favorite observation posts and took a break to play inside with the other kids when he needed to cool off in the a/c.

Along with this post being loooong overdue, we owe our families, friends, and neighbors a joyful yet humbled THANK YOU. Thank you for your unwavering love and support! Thank you for commemorating Jonah's first year with us...each and everyone of you made Jonah's birthday so special. And, Thank you for all of your generous donations toward the Pediatric Surgical Heart Unit and the Ronald McDonald House at Hope. We personally feel such deep gratitude for the assembly of angels surrounding our family- YOU and our medical team are those angels!!!

we measure in LAUGHTER
Don't get me wrong...we have had our fair share of tears through this past year, but the parts we remember the most, that we treasure the most, are those moments filled with laughter. The worry-free-not-a-care-in-the-world kind of laughter. We can never forget that Jonah only has half of a heart, but we can choose not to dwell in the "what-if's" of that fact. Trust me, I AM NOT GOOD AT THIS. But thankfully, I have a husband who is. He is so good at keeping me grounded, but most importantly, keeping me laughing. And it seems Jonah has acquired Rob's sense of humor. He has really become quite the goofball. At least everything he does seems to make us laugh:)  Jonah loves to chase Sasha and watch her play. He goes around calling everything "da-da" in his sing song-y kind of way. Then, he points to something you just told him not to touch 5 minutes ago and says "no-no". He "moos". He "barks". He dances. If  you cough, he pretends to cough. And lately, as he is always babbling to himself "wow-wow-wow". Peek-a-boo on the changing table is a favorite since he is usually "reading a book" and that is what ends up covering his face. Jonah climbs on absolutely anything that presents to him even the slightest of challenges. He of course loves to get the most exaggerated and dramatic reaction out of you that his little jokes possibly can so Rob and I get pretty silly ourselves. It's true what they say, laughter really is the best medicine. What's not so funny is that Jonah spent pretty much the better part of September and October waking up in the middle of the night with this blood-curdling cry and sometimes not wanting to go back down for hours! We had his ears checked out since he once did this for a short time when he had a double ear infection. But, ears looked good. So with each day passing and his normal daytime self not really changing, the only thing we could chalk it up to was teething. It's pretty much miserable for all of us however. Little sleep means little ability to deal with normal child behaviors in a calm and rational way. However, his sleep has been a bit more consistent now and he has one more bottom tooth up and 4 top ones coming down, at once...slowly but surely.

we measure in LOVE
What can I say? At the end of every day, we love this kid more and more. We have hit rough patches here and there...but who doesn't, right? Like-it seems impossible to be loving at 3:00 in the morning for the 3rd night in a row when we are both working the next day. But love is the only thing that can get us through the kind of year we all have had. Our foundation is built on love. The support system surrounding us embraces us in love. It really is the simplest thing we can do and the most basic thing God asks of us. Rob reminds me in my weakest moments of all the good things that have come throughout this year, all of our abundant blessings. It overwhelms me. On the flip side of loving despite the tough times, the light hearted times have been genuine gifts. In the beginning of October, we went to the family picnic hosted by Hope Children's Hospital where Jonah receives all of his outstanding cardiac care. We love, love, love his doctors and nurses and everything that hospital does for children like Jonah. Don't get me going on how much I love Dr. Ilbawi :) We love the families we have met along the way who teach us and strengthen us. We love the opportunities Rob and I have to spend time together "just like the old days". We recently celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary and spent a wonderful weekend together in New York City with some dear friends. And, just because we love music and it is a big part of our day-to-day lives and is always playing in the house or car...we pretty much are obsessed with the Avett Brothers. A great band that I don't really know how to best describe. At the end of September, Rob and I went to their concert with my sister-Allison, her husband-Jeff, and my brother-Brian. All equally obsessed fans :-)

525,600 minutes
One year. Since our last post, I hope to have recapped the months of this year we have missed talking with you. Why does a year broken down in to minutes seem like there is enough time to savor all of the joy, laughter, and love we experience in this life like tomorrow will never come? Why do our busy days steal these simple things? Time is a tricky little devil. The actual reality is that time just goes by too fast. After such a crazy year, we won't try to describe how it feels to us but instead defer to the lyrics from another favorite the Avett Brothers:)

Folk always told me that my heart would grow

The older the man, yeah, the stronger the stone
Am I losing my mind?
Am I growing backwards with time?

Some say with age that a purpose comes clear
I see the opposite happening here
Are we losing the fight?
Are we growing backwards with time?

I was young and love was fun
Now it's so serious
Now all the fun has equal pain
There's something wrong with this

For all I know there's more I don't
Oh the little I have learned
For every year of knowledge gained
Is a negative year I've earned

Folk always told me that my heart would grow
The older the man, yeah, the stronger the stone
Am I losing my mind?


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