How do you say “thank you” and have
it really mean how you truly feel? Sometimes just two simple words
doesn't seem like enough yet, they are two words that do make people
feel appreciated. That's all I have to those who have helped with
donations for Noah's medical bills and the ones that are still coming
in. I feel so blessed and thankful for everyone who has helped Noah
get the care he needs. It really means the world to me. I know
there are people who would rather just give and not have me mention
names, so I'll respect that and just say this to all, and you know
who you are.
Please accept this as my personal and
heart-felt “thank-you” to all who have not just given monetary
donations but have also prayed for Noah and sent me some words of
encouragement. I'm blessed to have you all and again, thank you, for
thinking of my family and helping as much as you can. It has not and
will not go unnoticed as we go through this new phase of our lives
within our family and try to figure out what the next chapter will
entail. The most important thing through all the changes that may be
coming in the next couple months is my son's medical care. That's #1
and everything else will follow behind. I want to be able to give
him the best life possible, so doctor's watch out! Noah's mama is
seeking answers and won't stop until she knows the best way to treat
her son!
I've been fortunate and blessed
throughout my life. Yes, there were hard times but those were times
that I still look back on and was able to take something from it and
to some degree can apply it to my life now and how best to handle the
situation this time around. Life isn't always rosie but we all need
to find our rose path and remember the storm is watering those roses
and things will get better. The key is to try and stay positive that
everything will turn out ok. Through Christ who strengthens me. I
do remember a lot that even though we are going through such a
difficult time that someone out there is going through worse and I am
extremely lucky to have what I do.
If I don't find another job in a couple
months or Jeremiah doesn't stick to the one he is training for, we
will be in trouble with this house. I know I've mentioned before
that we're putting it up for sale, and we are. I need to get the
house ready. In order to do that, I'll wait until Isabella goes off
to school. That way my little tornado can't undo what I just did.
It'll just be interesting to see where God wants us to be. It's kind
of exciting in a way. I'm going to think of this as an adventure. A
new chapter in our lives. You know you don't grow unless you've been
through some hard times to know that even through those hard times
you can find happiness.
My little Noah. Yesterday, with help
from his PT, he can stand! Go Noah! Of course as exciting as that
moment was to see him put his weight on his legs and stand, getting a
picture was difficult. Why? No, not because Noah wasn't
cooperating...it was my “I'm going to be a fairy and a star one
day-gotta be the center of attention-daughter,” Isabella, who
had to be in the photo as well. But I did get one with just little
man and his accomplishment! If I can, I'll start recording some
things too...but that also means, keeping my daughter from stealing
the spotlight!
On a side note, I really don't know
where she gets the whole “I'm going to be a star one day and not
one from the sky.” At home, all she watches are PBS shows. Little
miss priss with her play jewelry that has to be on all day, hair done
(even if we aren't going somewhere), nice dress...she just cracks me
up! All while I'm still in my pj's and she actually makes me feel a
little unkempt but then I remember I have house work, and making time
to practice Noah's PT exercises and then the unkempt moment has
passed...unless someone unexpectedly rings the doorbell and then I
freak out looking as bad as I do. Isn't that how things usually work
out?
I have scheduled a doctor's appointment
with another doc to look at Noah's head and decide if he needs a
corrective helmet to fix the slight flattening of the back of his
head. It's next Tuesday so we'll see what Dr. Teichgraeber (yeah,
you try and pronounce that any better than I tried when I called to
schedule an appointment). Prayers on this visit are appreciated,
both with trying not to embarrass myself trying to say the doctor's
name correctly and that Noah still has time to get the help he needs
with shaping his head correctly. Another thank-you goes to Noah's OT. She recommended this doctor for Noah. Let's hope he's just as great as she says he is!
Despite everything, he's such a happy
little boy--yet ironic as I write this and the exact same moment, I hear
him start crying so I may need to break and figure out why little man
has that frown upside down. So, with that, I'll say adios.
Have a great and blessed day everyone! Hey, it's Friday! Do the Friday happy dance. Don't worry. I won't be watching.
Jenna