In anticipation of Hannah Ruth's arrival, I looked back today at Samuel's first couple months of life as documented on this blog (born February 2010). Wow--I love dear Samuel now, but I wouldn't repeat those first 14 months for anything.
I relived the desperation in every single post I wrote--Samuel cried all the time, guys. It was really, really bad. We were sleep deprived, I felt like I was doing something wrong, I felt so alone...we didn't know WHAT was going on.
Obviously, Samuel had food issues from birth. How could we have known about it? "Doctor, my kid's crying. Please put him under anesthesia and do an endoscopy and colonoscopy!" No, we waited and prayed that it was colic or reflux or something easy. We listened to everyone when they said he'd "grow out of it."
So now he's officially diagnosed with "intestinal malabsorption" and he's on a special formula but life is pretty much normal for him otherwise! He loves VeggieTales, especially Larry. Today he was singing the pizza song and I had to laugh when he sang "30 minute guarantee!" Does he even know what that means?
He loves to ride his tricycle. He loves to cut and paste. Whenever Timothy finishes homeschool, he walks up to the table and says, "My turn homeschool!" He can count to 20; he can count to 100 by 10s, he can sing the ABC song.
He's not the best kid at listening, but he's got huge curls in his blonde hair and just might be the cutest kid on the planet. I simply could not imagine our life without Savage Samuel.
I'm excited about Hannah. What new blessings, struggles, and insight will she bring to our family? I can't wait to see!