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Lessons from a 5 month and 3 year old

Kaleb continues to do well. The past two weeks PT (physical therapist) and OT (occupational therapist) have bragged on Kaleb and how well he is doing. Some of these progressions include how well he is raising up on his arms to raise his head, overall head control, reaching midline, attempting to grasp at objects, tracking with his eyes, interact, and others. On his 5 month birthday he "accidentally" rolled over from his stomach to his back. It scared him and he had no idea what he did. We Right now we continue to hold our breathe and pray that we (especially Kaleb) stay healthy and all of the colds and other illnesses stay away. 

Specialist appointments continue to be a norm for us and keep us still very acquainted with the trek between Bartlesville and Tulsa. This week we will go back to the audiologist and next week the pulmonologist. So it is safe to say Kaleb continues to teach me parenting and life from a new perspective. I'll be the first to admit how easy it is to "mompete" (compete and compare myself against other moms). Of course social media and especially Pinterest make it easy to do. At times it can make you feel pretty good about yourself and at other times very discouraged and like you just can't measure up. I'm not sure why we do this, it's not fair to us as parents or our children. 

The other night Kaden and I were reading a book before bed. He was upset that Kaleb fell asleep before they could read their two bed time books together so he had to be content with reading with Momma instead. While we were reading the book I Love You Through and Through, I noticed he kept talking about the teddy bear. To be honest in the three years that we have had the book I never gave the teddy bear a second thought. To me the book is all about the little boy. To Kaden he thought it was about the teddy bear (he loves his stuffed animals). He showed me the book from another side, another perspective. That has been Kaleb in my life. He has shown me a different perspective, another view of parenting and life. He has shown me not to get so caught up with "the rules" or how others are doing.

Kaleb has come out of the womb saying that he does not follow anyone's rule book and is writing his own. I can't get wrapped up in the timeline of hitting milestones or trying to measure him up against others. He has and continues to teach me to just step back and simply enjoy and be grateful for him. To enjoy baby snuggles,that yes come with a few more wires, and to celebrate each and every achievement with him. After receiving the birth diagnosis of Down syndrome someone told me that each milestone is that much sweeter once they reach it. Already at his young age I'm realizing how true this this between his preemie battles to ds. It has allowed me to view parenting from a new perspective, that it is not about a parenting measuring stick. I work to continue to simply cherish him and experience life from a new perspective. 


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