WahWahWah

January 12th, 2008 | by Dawn |

So you may be wondering what the title of this post is about. WahWahWah is Kevin’s way of saying chihuahua and what he calls Pancho, our chihuahua. Kevin is talking so much more, the speech therapy is doing wonders. He is getting to be such a big boy with all of his words. It is nice to finally be able to decipher what he wants.

In the past week we finally put our foot down and Kevin is sleeping in his bed for the entire night. The first night was a little rough, but last night he only woke up once. I have a much more restful night of sleep without waking up to a two year old’s foot in my face.

Kevin has two new interests lately. He loves his keys. Actually he loves my keys. I rarely let him play with them as we have had lost keys on several occasions. We gave him a set of his own play keys, but he knows the difference and prefers mine. He also has started climbing into to cabinets. Mine are full so he can’t really fit all the way in it. When we go over to our friend’s, Nathan and Jeni’s, he gets in their cabinet as well. He just hangs out in there, not sure why, but he seems to like it. When we cleaned out our cabinets the other day he had fun climbing in the empty ones.

Now that Kevin’s appointments have past and all seems to be well I feel like I can finally breathe for awhile. I have gotten better, but his appointments cause me huge worry and anxiety. As I am sure all of you know Kevin is the sweetest little boy around and the thought of him going through more surgery breaks my heart. I sometimes feel like we live 6 months at a time. After each appointment I can relax for 6 months until the next one. Just when I start to feel sorry for myself I remember that they are thousands of parents that only wish they had their children with them to take to appointments. Even with modern medicine too many babies that are born with heart defects don’t make it. I am part of a few heart defect support groups and I am deeply saddened every time a child is lost. It also makes me more determined to not let the fear of that happening to us take away from the joy of having Kevin in our lives.

When Kevin 16 days old I was asking for nothing short of a miracle. You all know the story and know that what happened was extraordinary. While that whole experience was the most difficult time in our lives it gives me strength to get through the rest of it. These appointments are a piece of cake compared to the first few weeks and whatever the outcome we will handle it together and we will be ok.

So in case you were wondering, that is what I am thinking as these appointments get closer. As Kevin gets older he will have to deal with his own feelings about his health. I hope that I can be a good example for him and he will have a positive outlook.

I won’t ramble any longer 🙂 Enjoy the video and pictures. The last few are Kevin self-portraits – he loves grabbing the camera and snapping pictures of himself, the ceiling, walls, and other random shots!