Lately, I've been harassed by friends (Alicia, mainly) to post something. I feel like I don't know my butt from my head, some days due to lack of sleep and exhaustion. We are all alive and well for the most part. We just got back from two weeks in Lake Tahoe. Rob took the part one of Step 2 of the Medical Boards for Med school at the beginning of August and he'll take part 2 of Step 2 the beginning of September... so its study mode at our house. I'm trying to be give Rob as much time as he needs to study, but he's such a good man that he wants to help me more around the house...and I need to tell him "No, go study!"
Tommy starts preschool on September 6th. He is so excited and we are lucky that the school is so close and kids from our complex will be in his class. Tommy does so much better with a routine and loves being with other kids. Who would have thought we would have had a social child? He has recently started riding his bike with no training wheels!
Drue is three months old. He's stayed out of the hospital for weeks! People often ask what is really going on with his health, and why we are vague when we talk about him. We are because we really don't know whats going on either. He's had many potential diagnoses, all of which are perplexing. As far as we can tell at this moment, he is a healthy boy. He has some physical development issues we hope will be worked out through weekly physical and occupational therapy and having him monitored by wonderful doctors. They won't deny the possibility of cerebral palsy for at least a year and even then we aren't 100% out of the woods. We hope the doctors are just being overly cautious due to all the previous mistakes that were made on their part. But so far he's hitting all his milestones, including smiling and laughing. Rob reminds me daily to enjoy all the things Drue is doing and to treat him like he isn't sick at all -- treat him normally and dont freak out cause most likely, he is just that, normal and perfect. So, despite my anxieties, I'm trying to soak up these baby moments knowing they will pass quickly, thanking the Lord for our boys.
On a side note, I turned 30 this week. Never thought I'd be 30, married, and have two kids. I still feel like I'm 20 at heart. This was evident today when Tommy was singing at the top of his lungs the song "Call Me Maybe," while we were driving in the car. I don't feel different at all. It's just weird to say that I'm 30 now. That does seems old... What will I do my next 30 years? Who knows, but I'm sure it will be as exciting as the first 30!
