Yesterday was a downer day for me except for the excitement about hearing boy or girl from Paige. I'm not really sure why. I just kept thinking what IF Price never walks or talks. I usually never go there but for some reason yesterday my thoughts were out of control. I kept reciting verses and praying in my head, but by the end of the day I was angry, upset, and honestly throwing myself a real pity party.
But...I woke up with a renewed since of hope. Thank goodness the Lord's mercies are new every morning. And as I sat at therapy for an hour I looked around and was ashamed that I was acting so pitiful. I have so much to be thankful for. Other people have it so much harder, but sometimes that still doesn't make it all okay.
And Price had a great physical therapy session today. His therapist must have known I needed the encouragement. And then there is this picture.
He must have rolled 10 feet to get to this plug. Isn't it crazy just how excited I am about him getting into "trouble"? Seriously, when he tries to Houdini himself out of his stroller, I am praising and encouraging him. I will never complain about my children moving or talking too much. When Ellery is talking my ear off and might be getting slightly annoying (did I just say that?), all I can do is thank the Lord. So thankful and I pray I will keep this perspective.
We are also on day 3 of Price's gluten/casein free diet. So far so good except I messed up Monday night. We tried to eat out at Chuy's and I soon realized that eating out (especially at mexican food restaurants) is really not going to work.