Low Expectations

Theo continues to surprise me. Over and over it seems, I underestimate him. I'm trying to understand why I don't have higher expectations for him.

When we met Theo for the first time, http://psalmsixtyeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-to-start.html, the orphanage caregivers told us that he did not understand anything? Did I somehow take that to heart?

Low expectations are partly to blame for the fact that he laid in a crib so long. Starving. And starving for love. May I always remember that and never fall into the trap of low expectations.

He understands:

Yep, it was a big day.

Guess who came home today?

And guess who was happy to see him?


That's right, Richy is home for Christmas. We've not seen him since May.


And I'm also happy to say that Ralph had a great report today from the cardiologist.


Ralph's pulmonary pressures are near normal after 2 months of being off his medication. YES!! I couldn't have asked for better news at Christmas time.

Big day tomorrow

Life has been proceeding at warp speed around this house. Therapies, homeschooling, muddy puppies, laundry, dishes, doctor appointments, gotta get home (or out of bed) before the bus gets here!

Now Christmas is almost here, but no time to think about that. Ralph has a cardiology appointment in the morning. Somehow I will get the children fully dressed off to school by 8:30am so that I can get Ralph fully dressed and off to the doc by 9.

My little love went cold turkey a few months ago and quit his pulmonary hypertension meds. (I just realized that I'm having trouble blogging these days because I quit staying up for his midnight dose.) We did this last year and it didn't work so well. He ended up going back on the medication and my hopes that he would outgrow his condition were dashed.

Tomorrow we will find out if Ralph has kicked PH butt or if he'll be back on medication again. It's a big day.

Back soon...

Been a little preoccupied...

Be back soon.