Blogging and 10 months old.

I've neglected my blog. It sat in the corner of the internet just replaying that video over and over for Grandma. But I have returned!

Things have happened, especially last week. Raffi saw a developmental specialist from the hospital and assessed him as an 8 month old, according to that assessment she rated him on a 7 month level. So for this little man and all he has gone through, I'm just fine with that. The specialist felt that his legs were a little stiff (which is a normal consequence of being born prematurely) and also mentioned that exer-saucers were evil (not necessarily her words, but I'm just summarizing for the laymom.) So out went the saucer and the coffee table and in went the blanket and toys, which is long over due anyway.

Raffi additionally had his blood taken two times last week and we have since learned he is slightly anemic so he has started some extra iron consumption. But overall our little man is just as healthy and happy as always. He is doing well with solid food twice a day and soon I will bump him up to 3 times a day.

All that news last week ended up messing with my mind, it was the mother mental roller coaster of various feelings, i.e. worry, worry, oh and worry. Overall I did pretty good in going to God first before I freaked out. I'm now learning to follow up that initial good response with trusting in Him to take care of everything after the initial crisis. That control freak in me just rages at times like these and ... many other times really.

After some time away for vacation and illnesses, Raffi and I have returned to our Yoga class and getting out for a stroller hikes. (Mama needs to walk off those caramels she bought.) Oh, and Raffi is 10 months old today. I can't believe he is just 2 months shy of his one year mark! Wow.