Ok so my darling Nikky informed me last week via Twitter (I *heart* Twitter!) that it has been roughly 3 weeks since my last post. Yikes! Where has the time gone? Oh, yeah, that’s right…life. So as I sit here waiting on about a dozen return phone calls I’m going to try and post the shortest, most informative update I can.
Dr. R has placed Gavin on the dreaded Depakote. It is what we call our “Hail Mary” play. We had put it off because it requires pretty frequent blood draws, however, the time has come to bite the bullet. He started out on 250mg BID and then after 5 days my sister and I took him to have his levels checked. That was an experience let me tell you and a post all on it’s own. Now he is on 375mg BID. Poor kid is exhausted out of his mind but he flat out refuses to sleep because he’s afraid he’ll sleep the day away. Overall, he’s doing okay I suppose. Well, not really. He’s aggressive and violent, distracted and rude. In the past few weeks he’s punched, kicked and smacked Elliott Richard across the back with a toy. His imaginary boss is back. He doesn’t sleep and stays up all night for days at a time writing songs, writing stories, drawing these intricate plans for things that only make sense to him. Rob and I can see him slipping away again and it kills us.
My Tiny Little Twitterbug will be 3 years old this Wednesday. :'( I’m so not ready for this. He’s getting so big though, it’s just crazy. He still has no interest in potty training. Physically and emotionally he’s ready. He still seems to have a mental block about the whole thing though. So we don’t push it. I’ve got a ton of new “Twitterisms” to post. I swear he learns something new to say everyday. He’s super excited about his birthday party this weekend. Of course he’s been talking about it since Gavin’s party in January. lol His 3 year checkup is next week so I’ll have more to post about him then.
Mr. Emmett John is now 8 months old, 7 months adjusted. He’s been able to roll over from his back to his tummy for months but really didn’t seem to see the need. Now that he can get from his tummy to his back, it’s a whole different ballgame. Back to tummy. Tummy to back. Back and forth. Over and over and over again. 🙂 lol He’s babbling with “ba-ba-ba” now as well. He’s also starting giving what Rob and I call “kisses”, which is basically just Emmett John attacking your jawline with his one tooth. lol Yes, that’s right….he has his first tooth and is working tirelessly on his second!
And speaking of Emmett John he’s hungry (still nursing on demand) and tired so I’ll have to leave this long overdue update here. I’ll try and be back later to update on me, Rob, life with a big sister, Maggie and everything else.