Roman - - The dude is smart. He turned 5 last October and is starting Kindergarten in September. We are trying to ready him for school and we are seeing so much development! He can read so many words. We've lost count. At least 35+ words. He is just so full of excitement for everything and loves life. He still loves to cuddle and just loves his family so much. He is growing into an amazing little guy. Everyday I have a moment where I look at him and think of him being a newborn. He made me a Mama and we have a bond that is irreplaceable.
Finn - - Ohhh Finn baby! He turned 3 in November. Finn is the most loving boy. He tells Stella and I how pretty we are and how much he loves us. He tells Sam ALL day long "I love you Daddy!" We are in the trenches of the "terrible 3's" where my smiley boy goes from pure JOY to a hot mess, really quick. He is still learning sharing, consequences and discipline. He is really coming out of his shell and very hyper and talkative. He just has the most beautiful brown eyes, it just melts my Mama heart. He looks up to Roman and wants to do everything Ro does.
Stella - - She turned 1 last week. Where did this year go?? I put on FB how amazing her 1 year check up with the Neurodevelopemental Pediatrician went. He had nothing but good things to say. Last time I blogged, I had written about how he wanted her to have a shunt, A week after that, her Neurosurgeon said that she didn't think she needed one. When we saw him last week he seemed happy she didn't have one and thought she is still doing good without one. He did a PT assessment of her and said "Oh yeah, this kid is definitely gonna be a walker." So when I first heard this, obviously I was overjoyed. BUT after we left the appointment, I told Stella that I wasn't gonna go light on the PT just because he said that. PT is not just once a week when her therapist comes over. It's all throughout the day. From having her crawl around and stretch, without her braces on, to standing in her "standing frame" twice a day. We do lots of work with her standing at the couch and doing "side steps". It's just a huge part of our lives. Her PT thinks she will be a walker (isn't that what they call the zombies in Walking Dead?), but we know this will take time. When she starts being able to cruise along the furniture, we will try out a pediatric walker. There are no guarantees about her future mobility but we will give her every opportunity to see what she is capable of. As of today, she is a FAST crawler. Shes in this transitional crawl where its a little better then an "army" crawl but not quite the 4 point crawl that most kids do. Just yesterday she went from a laying to sitting position, which is GREAT. She just freakin amazes us!!! Other then all that medical stuff she is just LOVE. She laughs all day long at her brothers and almost always has a smile on her face. I'm proud to say she is still nursing. Not too often, maybe 3 times a day, but it's still great we made it this far.She loves exploring, eating, and interacting with her brothers.
Other then all the kid related bragging, stuff is just good over here. Sam and I are working on using our spare time (what little of it there is) on productive stuff. His main focuses are writing and playing music. I am pushing myself to read everyday and try to spend some time for myself, even if it's just giving myself a pedicure or taking a long bath. It's just SO easy to spend every second with these kiddos, then after they go to bed, worry about housework, then catch what sleep I can. I gotta remember that I matter too!
My husband is just a rock star in this house. When I tell people that I'm lucky to have him and that he is so great... I'm not just saying it to be nice. He is encouraging, and honest, and always knows how to bring me back to reality when I'm asking all the "What if" questions. I need that because I am my own worst enemy. I sit, and stew, and question, and worst case scenario not just Stella but Roman and Finn too. I am a natural worrier. I can say it is getting better. I see happy faces in front of me all days long, so I must be doing something right.