But she will actually sit still long enough to let me get one.
So I do. And I enjoy it.
Because she is so dang cute.
Today I'm waiting to see if we get a call telling us that the MRI was read. They may or may not give us results but either way, our neurologist appointment is quickly approaching on Friday and I am eager to get answers.
She had Occupational therapy yesterday. I love both the therapists that come and they have both been equally as concerned and honest as we have been. It's exactly what I need-to be talked to directly about Mabel.
Therapy is exhausting, both for Mabel and for me.
She does ok for a little while but shuts down at some point and just cries. Her body doesn't move to the positions that it should on her own, so basically we have to do that for her.
Think about your own child at 7, 8, 9 months. By this time they are moving into so many positions in just 2 minutes alone. So during an hour of therapy we are trying to teach Mabel's brain and body to memorize sitting, standing, rolling, laying, and standing. We are jamming one hour full of movements and quite honestly, it's hard for her.
But she'll get it. And she will come along.
It's just going to take alot of time and alot of patience.
Daniel is possibly getting a new truck today. We sold the blazer and he is excited to have a 4 wheel drive to load wood into for these long, cold winters. It's an extended cab so he can take the kids with him too.
Well, at least Braden. He needs to work.
Currently he is sitting across from me, eating yogurt, and singing ninja turtles.
Because he is one today.
A turtle that is.
He told me a few days ago that he was going to marry me when he grew up. Only he was going to give me more rings than daddy did. He was going to give me hundreds of them.
I'll update as soon as we know more about Mabel. Until then, I covet your prayers over our family and am thankful that you are with us in this journey of life!!!
You are doing so right in my book with Mabel and early intervention. Whatever it may be, she will be so much better because of how young she was when she recieved help. Good job Momma!
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