Thomas has been going to therapy twice a week. OT and Speech Therapy. He's in love with this his Speech Therapist. He did a feeding evaluation last week. I'm interested in what the outcome of that may be. This week I decided to throw a Psychologist into the mix. As if the therapy wasn't enough. Lord, I hope I'm not messing my kid up with all of these professionals. I kinda feel like I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't. It's hard to know what's best for your kids. So far his psychologist seems to think that Thomas may be frustrated because he's a smartie with a learning disability. He goes later this month for some testing/evaluations. I wouldn't put him through it if he didn't love it. The kids loves the intelligence tests. I have a nervous breakdown over any kind of test, but my kid thrives on it...go figure. We've also started brushing therapy. It seems to help with the sensory issues a bit, but those brushes are so freaking hard to keep up with. I've lost it 10 times in 5 days. I think I'll invest in a box of them. eBay, here I come!
Mr. Luke has been a typical 2 year old...getting into everything and anything. He's so fun, when I'm not chasing him. His new thing is being "BIG." He'll climb on something tall and get the funniest look on his face and say, "Mommy, I'm big!" He spreads his little arms and is just so grandiose. He decided to get in on the therapy train. He has to go for a few sessions of PT. Thankfully, it's only temporary. He's got flat little feet and needs to wear inserts in his shoes to correct it.
Daddy had hernia surgery and was home with us for 2 weeks. It was hard, like having a third child. We loved having him home with us. I think he appreciates my job as a Stay Home Mom now. He's seen what my days are like, and respects it a little more. I'm going to miss him when he goes back to work in the morning.
I'm hurting. I don't think I've been getting enough sleep. My fibromyalgia is in full swing. My hands and feet are killing me, especially the feet. At least their cute. I'm thankful that they don't look like sore feet. You know you seen feet and thought, "They have to hurt." ;-)
The picture above is of the boys playing in the bubbles at Artsplosure back in May. We had a blast checking out the crafts, people watching, and jamming with the bands. The boys really liked the music and were out dancing in front of the crowd. I hope they dance like that forever. I never had it in me to dance like that.
Today we went to Hill Ridge Farms. Daddy and I wanted to do something special before he went back to work. It was so nice, all of us had fun. We rode the train, fed the fish and farm animals, and panned for gemstones. Luke was amazed by the animals and Thomas was so excited by the train that he couldn't stop yelling "All Aboard" and "Choo Chooo!" That place was really awesome. We'll definitely be going back. Luke went down the 80 foot slide 3 times. My sweet 33 pounder was definitely too big today. I would post pictures, but my 2 year old was busy being two while we were panning for gemstones. He tried to pan my camera in the water and it died.
Today I'm happy, sore and tired, but happy.
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