Thank Heaven for Gramma

Don't know what in the world I would do without my mom. B went back to work and my mom came to help me out. Good thing too. Squirt was cranky, spiked a temp of 102 and a runny nose. His diaper changes are extremely hard because as soon as the diaper comes off he doesn't want to be touched. Can't blame him at all. The catheter keeps getting pulled which puts him into absolute hysterics. Hurts to watch. Tonight in the bathtub it got stuck in between his toes and it pulled. OUCH! We just keep telling him, "A few more days and then you will be all done."

On a much brighter note, he is standing a lot on his own. I should say he is standing a lot on his own while holding his train. Kiddo thinks he is Hercules. I promise to take a pic of it tomorrow. He signs 'more' really well at the beginning of meals then towards then it goes to more of a clap. We get the point though. He is starting to say Papa and every once in a blue moon it sounds like he says Gama. His gibberish conversations were in full swing today inbetween the screams. Hopefully tomorrow he will start to feel even better.

A little side prayer to our friends the Nolan family: Please send them a little delivery prayer that they may meet their sweet baby soon and the actual process doesn't take too long;)
Mel, I'm thinking of you!