I can't keep up! But, I'm determined!! I am not overly "driven" about many things in life, and I know this...but I AM "driven" about all things concerning memories with my family. So, the blog will live on...even if it DOES have lots and lots of gaps. It seems I am recording fewer and fewer of Walker's advancements on here, but he's just so stinkin smart and cute, I can hardly keep up!
He seems to really be adjusting to the idea of all things Will. He is actually talking very sweetly about Will these days. Tonight we were having sweet family conversations about Will and all the things we'd do. Walker was talking about how if anyone was mean to Will or pushed him down, he wouldn't let them. He asked if Will will like going to T.J. and Chandler's house. (these are our close friends Tory & Cristy's sons...) Then after all the sweet talk about our future with Will Walker says, so as not to lose ground as the "tough" big brother, "and if Will falls into the potty, I will just sit on the potty and poop on him. Then I will flush it!" WOW.
Walker is in the stage of telling on himself anytime he does something that we don't know about. It's cute really. :) He's also in the stage of really wanting to please us. "Mommy, I minded you. I didn't take ornaments off the tree anymore." "Mommy, I minded you. I didn't squeeze my toothpaste all over the counter today." "Mommy, I minded you. I cleaned up my toys with Judy." :) So sweet. One of his favorite words is "realize." He will say "I realize that we are in Conyers now." "I realize that the next road takes us to Walmart." Etc... On and on and on...
Walker is insanely obsessed with being "big." He wants us to look at his arms and legs everyday and see how they are getting "tall" as he calls it. He compares himself to his Daddy several times a week. He wants to do everything like Cliff...I won't write about it all here, but I will jot down (just for my records, of course) that he's very interested in how to make his poop too big to flush down the potty! HA!! Farts and burps are hilarious, of course, doesn't matter where the come from.
He's also learned to use his fingers to show numbers. He's been doing this a while now, but I haven't remembered to blog about it. He used to have to hold down the fingers that he wanted to stay down, but now he can effectively use his muscles to hold down fingers to show any number 1-10. He uses his fingers alot to answer our questions. "How many chicken nuggets did you eat?" and he'll hold up the corresponding number of fingers. It's cute, really. But then again, so it just about everything he does!
I had my appointment with the specialist two Fridays ago. The tumor is actually on my cervix, not my uterus. I am not 100% sure I am confident in feeling like "all is well" but the doc says that it is, so I guess I just trust! It's just weird in general knowing that something (the size of a small pear, mind you) foreign is growing inside me! Apparently, this new-found location is actually good for me because since I will be delivering via c-section, the tumor won't be in the way. I go back in Jan (8 weeks from the date I went before) to monitor growth, etc. They aren't sure what the outcome will be, but the doc I saw didn't feel like it would need to be removed during delivery at this point. We'll see.
I go for my glucose tolerance test on Monday and also my rhogam shot...which is a giant pain in the booty. Literally!! I am getting nervous about my glucose test, since I had gestational diabetes with Walker. But, what will be will be. I'm mostly nervous about finding the time to "learn" how to be diabetic again now that I have a 3 year old. It's amazing what a toll that took on me last time and I can't imagine all the meal planning, etc on top of being mom.
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