Doing it in his time...

that is what the physical therapist told me about Z. "He is doing things in his time!"

She told me that after all he has been through we need to cut him some slack. He is using all his muscles as he should and she was impressed with all he was doing already. She commented on how alert he was and her observation is that he is too concerned with the world around him and he doesn't have time to sit still.

No further appointments unless we are still concerned. We got some exercises to do to help him learn to catch himself, kneel, sit, stand and crawl.

One year ago today...

I lost my Mother. I know she is still with me because I strongly believe that she is the one that has protected Z. She always told us that God wouldn't give you more than you could handle and I hated that statement. Along with, "everything happens for a reason". Those 2 statements never seemed to bring comfort, but I think people just don't know what else to say, myself included. But once again, my Mother was right. I told her before that she was right a lot of the time and I didn't like that. Ha!

I had a dream Thursday night that I was at my Grandma's house (Mom's Mom) with Z, Grandma and Mom. There were other people there but I don't know who. We were cooking. Mom and Grandma sat at the table telling us what to do. It was comforting that in my dream she got to meet Zachary. I think the dream also showed me that Mom is OK. She is in heaven with Grandma and Aunt Isabel. It kills me that she never met Z. I always use to pray that my parents would live to see me married and meet my kids. I think because she wasn't here on Earth to meet Z, she met him in other ways. When he was really sick he would lay there looking around the hospital room and would focus in and stare up at the ceiling. I swear it was those times that he saw Mom and she comforted him in the way that only a Grandma can.

I miss her terribly. The other day I was upset and Jonathan asked me what was wrong. I told him I was sad and his usual response is, "Do you miss your mom?" and when I said yes he reached out to pat my arm and said in a very upbeat voice, "It's okay mom, when she gets undied she will come down!". It was so sweet. I know that kids need their parents, but I never realized how much a parent needs their child.

Mom - I will love you always and will miss you forever.