8 ferty

Cameron never fails to make me laugh. Even when I've had a long night with little sleep or a day full of chores. Last night when I was tucking him in we had our normal conversation.

Me: Goodnight Buddy
Cameron: B (B is binky which we got rid of a week ago)
Me: No Cameron, B is gone. Only babies use binkies.
Cameron: B, one time.
Me: Nope. Are you a baby?
Cameron: Rylee. Big Boy
Me: Ok then. See ya in the morning, I love you.
Cameron: Morning. 8 ferty.

I don't know where this 8 ferty thing came from. It's hilarious though. He looks at his arm like he's reading his watch and tells me he'll see me at 8 ferty. All day I've been asking him what time it is and in Cameron's world it is always 8 ferty.

He sure knows how to brighten my day.

Woo Hoo

I'm super excited today. Rylee slept through the night last night (10 hours straight) and did nearly the same the night before. I was able to get the boys to bed by 9:30 and then Rylee shortly thereafter. I was in bed by 10 and got to sleep until almost 7. This never would have excited me so much before, but when you've been 6 weeks without a full night of sleep, this feels like a much needed vacation.

In other news...! Cameron is doing great. He is walking all over the place. He loves to say "mama watch" and then walk around the living room. He is still unsteady and walks like a drunk, but it is so great to see him up on his feet. This was the milestone we have waited a while for.

So off to the doctor. This time for myself. (My 6-week postpartum checkup)......yee haw.

Just crazy busy

Well today isn't any less busy than other days. Cameron has three appointments today. First OT in the pool, then Speech, and later in the day some PT to complete things. He doesn't usually have 3 appointments in one day but lately this has worked out better than having them spread out all over the week. He will no doubt be exhausted at the end of the day. I know I will. The good news is that we are making more of an effort in the potty department and Cam is doing great. He used the potty 5 times yesterday and 3 of those times were because he asked to go. He is still wetting his diaper in between but I think he is making great progress and we are so proud of him. His abilities never cease to amaze me. He is one smart little dude!

Hot Dog Dance

4 weeks old already

Kids like him?

So yesterday we went to Home Depot to buy a gallon of paint. As usual the paint line is long and I have to wait for help matching paint for our shutters. And of course, I get the nutter to wait on me. In case you don't know this, I am a nut magnet. If there's a nut around, they will find me. The girl seemed nice enough to begin with. While we were waiting for her to match the paint, Cameron did his usual waving, making faces and saying hello to everyone who walked by. Most people as usual responded with a smile and returned the greeting. This nutter behind the paint counter instead responded with the question. "If you don't mind me asking, does he have autism or Downs? I nicely said, "he has Down syndrome". The girl then proceeded to tell me that she has a sister that has Cerebral Palsy and Hydrocephalus so she sees kids like Cameron all the time. Okay, so I believe that a picture is worth a thousand words. Unfortunately, there is no picture of my face after she said that. I didn't respond simply because it quite frankly shocked me a little. What exactly is a kid like that? Ok sure, Cameron has DS. So? How can someone who has a sibling with a disability classify a child that way. I know it was one of those harmless things, I'm sure she didn't mean to insult me but it's kinda like saying the R word. Although it wasn't meant to offend, it does. It's like saying I see black people all the time, or I see gay people all the time. Really not the appropriate thing to say. I felt the need to educate her, but Robert was getting embarrassed and I knew he would walk out of the store and leave me.

After leaving Home Depot, we went to Chick Fila where everyone knows Cameron. They are always so polite and enjoy Cameron's sociable personality . While we are eating, Alek asks me how that lady at Home Depot knew Cameron had DS. I said because of the way he looks. And Alek said he doesn't look different. That touched my heart. Alek sees Cameron as his little brother. Not one of those kids, or a kid like him. That's the way that we see him too as well as everyone who really knows him. In our little world sometimes I think we forget Cameron's diagnosis. To us he is just an adorable little boy and is no different than anyone else. It's just unfortunate that society will always see our kids this way instead of seeing their true colors. Maybe next time I will take the time to educate someone who says something goofy.

What the.......

Apparently as people age, they become crazy. I have seen this in my mother in law. Just take a look at my previous posts to see that she is a real nutter lately. Listen, I appreciate all the things she has done to help our family in the years past, but lately I'm not so appreciative of what she has to offer. Since this new healthcare reform issue has been a hot topic, she has convinced herself that this is the beginning of the end of the world. Geesh. She is very religous and I respect that but good grief, how bout being a little more positive and enjoy life. It seems all she talks about is the rapture, the end of the world and what is going to happen to us sinners who don't attend church on a regular basis. This is where I draw the line. Last week she was visiting and while holding my newborn and very innocent daughter she explains that if Rylee grows up she will look like her mama. But if she doesn't (cause again, the world is ending) she will be going to a place that grandmama doesn't know. In other words, she is saying that a 4 week old baby is going to hell. Why is that? It's because Robert and I don't go to church! That is not because we are not believers. We have spiritual beliefs. Maybe our beliefs are as strong as hers, but we believe in the same god that she does. The difference......we don't spend every day preaching to others, give 10% of our income to church, or spend numerous hours with the many hippocrites I have found at church.

This is ridiculous. Do people who consider themselves "Christians" actually believe that infants and children who are obviously not old enough to claim Christ as their savior, will go to hell? I'm sorry but the God that I believe in is fair and just and would never damn children or even people who had not had the opportunity to learn about Christ to hell. And furthermore, why is my family going to a place that wacky grandma doesn't know simply because we don't follow her church rituals? We are good moral people. We take care of our family. We don't lie, cheat or steal. And I believe we will be judged accordingly.

Good grief lady, give me a break. And get some medication. You're driving everyone nuts.

Incredible Imagination

Cameron has been feeling so silly lately. But his imagination has also blossomed. He uses blocks to have tea parties and a necklace as a whistle so he can be a coach. He is even a swimmer in the goggles he found in the bottom of a closet.

Laundry and Diapers and Dishes oh my....

If I thought that life was busy before then I have no idea what to call this. With the endless laundry, poopie diapers and dishes that never stop I feel like I never sit down. Of course, I have never had two little kids at one time before, so this is all new to me. The days start early and end late and I never feel that there is enough time to accomplish everything.

All that being said, the worrying sets in. I am a natural born worrier. I worry about everything. That's just who I am. Next week I go back to work 3 days a week. Cameron still has therapy 4 times a week. I will still have the endless household stuff to manage and Robert is still working away from home all week. I wonder where I will find time to do the important things. When will I have time to work on potty training with Cameron. Or to keep working on his colors, his reading etc. Am I failing as a mother already? I hope as time goes on, I will acclamate to this "new" life and I will be able to fit it all in, but as of now I feel like I may be letting Cameron down. I am only 1 person trying to do 2 people's job. And the pay is horrible.