While watching Pop's play with baby A in his arms yesterday evening after stuffing ourselves with chocolate covered strawberries and chocolate fonduing ( that even a word?) pound cake cubes and sliced fruits. I started allowing my mind to wonder. This never being a good thing. Those who know Z and E have had their share of struggles. Speech therapy since age 3, meetings, tests, lots and lots of prayer and specialists.... And more prayer. Well hard work and God as our guide has helped our boys. They are sweet, loving and TALKING healthy boys. But as I watch Baby A I start to worry. Will he struggle to find his words? Will he have other struggles? He hasn't rolled over yet.what if he gets behind on his milestones? I voice them to Pop's. He never looks my way, never taking his eyes off a smiling and squealing baby so sweet in his arms. Then answers "Ahhh look at Z and E." "Wasn't easy but we have them to help us help Mr.Man if he needs it." "Look at him." "Does it matter?" "We'll be fine either way." So blessed to have such a fantastic husband who's clearly crazy about us as we are of him.
Valentines Day photo op
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