Sorry that I haven’t blogged in so long!  I know that I have been saying this a lot recently, but things have been busy around here!  Just every day life stuff – busy days with the boys (yet I’m supposed to be trying to take it easy – ha!), lots of appointments, trying to get some meals cooked and frozen for when baby arrives… 

Asher had another appointment with Growth & Development last week because he is still not walking much.  He totally can walk now, but he is still very slow and methodical about it, and chooses to crawl most of the time.  The consensus was that he probably has mildly low muscle tone/hypotonia – which basically means that his muscles are looser than average and that he may be slightly uncoordinated. He has now been referred to the Children’s Developmental Rehabilitation Program (CDRP), based out of Chedoke Hospital.  He is on the waiting list, and I’m not sure how long it will take before we can see someone, but I am happy that we are finally doing something about it.  Otherwise, Asher seems to be on track developmentally.  I need to update his list of vocabulary, but the doctor was happy with my conservative estimate of 60 words – he is 20 months adjusted age, and they expect at least 50 words at 24 months.  He is starting to use two words together more frequently – “where mommy/daddy/judah…”, “more, please” and his favourite? “that’s mine!”) – as well as some simple phrases – “where’d it/that go?”

Behaviourally, he is at a challenging age.  He is SUPER independent and strong-willed, and his moods are extreme.  When he is happy, he can light the room with his smile.  When he is unhappy, he lets EVERYONE within a 5 km radius know it.  We are also in the midst of a super-clingy stage.  I remind myself that they are only little for such a short time.

Mr. Judah is doing well.  He is still a stubborn 3-year-old.  I’ve heard 4 is a good age.  Please don’t tell me if you think that’s untrue.  I’m holding hope.  All that aside, he has such a good heart.  The other day, I was driving to pick up Rob from work and we were in TERRIBLE traffic behind a whack of buses.  Judah said, “Mommy, do you want me to pray that the bus will move?”  (this based on a conversation we had had a few weeks prior).  I, of course, said yes, and he prayed,  “Lord, thank you for this day.  Mommy is trying to do everything.  I pray that the bus will move.  In Jesus’ name, Amen.”  Then he would get excited when the lights changed and the bus moved.   Until the next light or another bus.  And then he would pray the same prayer.  It was so precious!

This post took me a few days to finish, and I had intended on posting pictures as well.  But the photos are all on the desktop, so for reasons that will become more obvious in my next post, they will have to wait.


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  1. I just read this blog and I had to comment – that story about Judah praying is too cute! I love hearing about faith experienced from the eyes of a child – if only we recognized God’s blessings and answered prayers so enthusiastically all the time! Anyway – hope you are doing well on bed rest Kare! I love ya lots and will be praying for you, baby #3 and for lots of help for you in the coming weeks! Love Rach.

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