Deep Breath In

A friendly hug outside Whole Foods

To say the least, I was conflicted about starting this last week.  Isaac underwent 10 sessions of brainwave optimization.  That in itself was exciting.  The office where we got the treatments done was clear on the other side of town.  The treatments were each 2 hours long and we were doing 2 a day with a 2 hour break in between.  Those were the things I wasn't looking forward to.  Deep breath in.

I was looking forward to Isaac getting the treatments and excited about the possibilities it held for him.  I wasn't looking forward to a 40 minute drive each morning, waiting in a waiting room for 4 hours total with my other two kids, and then driving back 40 minutes to get home.  But we (I) pulled it all together, gritted our (my) teeth, and "happily" went along with it.  Deep breath in.

In our van

Now, I won't drag it out.  I'll let you know right now that after the first 2 hours in the waiting room, I was politely told that my kids were too loud for this office's reception area and that I would have to find some place else to wait.  A really deep breath in.  Now, I won't deny that my kids made noise while we were there.  They're kids.  Duh.  But I will defend them and say that they were well behaved and getting along and making the best of being in a waiting area that definitely wasn't made with a single child in mind.  So where did we go from here?  Our van.  Yep, we spent 4 hours each day waiting in our car for Isaac to get his treatments.  Deep breath in...

On the flip-side, Isaac did really great.  He had a good time and behaved himself just fine while having the treatments done.  It's too soon to tell how well it will work for his bowels, but we can already tell a difference in his concentration, speech, and sleeping behaviors.  And chances are that we will see some results in the next 1 to 6 weeks.  

What do you think it is?

All things considered, it was a good week.  Our lunch breaks were spent at the dinosaur museum and Whole Foods.  We got to dig for dinosaurs and learn about malacology.  We played at the park and watched movies on the laptop.  We survived.  Deep breath out.

But the end of the story involved a broken water pump, smoke coming out of the hood of our van, a tow truck, a constable, and eventually a rented car.  Deep breath in...and hold...

Hallelujah!

My baby girl is growing up.

She's growing up despite how much I try to get her to grow down.

She can put on her shoes (and yours if you're not looking) all by herself.

She can run really fast (into the street if you're not looking).

And now she can use the potty!

I have no potty training horror stories to tell this time around.  No poop trail starting upstairs and ending downstairs.  But we are fairly new at this.  Maybe I'll spare you the details of our adventures, if there are any "adventures" in the future.  

Troy finally convinced me to start in on the training.  We had 2 or 3 days of cleaning up puddles, but here we are, 2 days with no accidents and counting.  I'm really amazed at how easy it's been with her.  But then again, she's got two brothers to look up to.  And she really digs their under-roos.  I just don't know if Hello Kitty can compete with Lightning McQueen.  

So here's to you, my big little girl!  (Just don't flush a whole roll of toilet paper down toilet when I'm not looking)