I have a feeling Levi is going to have A LOT to say when he starts talking. He definitely likes to do things in his own way at his own time. Not only did he extubate himself from his breathing tube, once upon a time, but now he's figuring out how to slip out of his leg braces when no one is watching. I wish I could read his thoughts because I think he'd be hilariously rolling his eyes at all of us trying to "fix him" our way.
Instead of resenting my lack of sleep this past week, month.... well maybe it's been closer to a year, God continues to give me strength and energy I didn't know I had with Him and with wonderful coffee. :) Levi did great in therapy today, and I was reminded at how blessed we all are when a sweet mama came in with her two boys. Her youngest (like me) was there for therapy, and I noticed that he only had two fingers on one hand and barely two fingers on the other. How quickly we worry about simple things like talking and walking at the correct age when others will never even pause at such hurdles.
Thank you Jesus for getting us through some minor hurdles this week and using hilarious moments to keep us smiling.
Don't worry buddy, it's just like a really big water bottle.