I keep praying and praying to keep going strong. Brayden was diagnosed with hypotonia of his legs and it was hard to hear it. I knew it all along and it just hurt hearing it. I had a hard time hearing that he could be in a walker and never walk without one. We really don't know yet. I need to take one day at a time and it's so hard to do. I kept thinking that all I have been doing is doctor appointments and I am so sick of all of it! I've had enough! I just want to stay home and plan Lizzie's birthday. But no, I am at the doctor's office finding out why Brayden is wheezing. Allergies as I suspected. He weighs 16 pounds and 1 ounce.
I am so thankful to have my son and daughter in my life. I just wish sometimes we could fast forward to see what the future holds and then go back.
I break down, I'm not as strong as I thought I was.
On a more positive note, Lizzie has a princess tea party tomorrow and I'm more excited than her. I love her so much, Jayson is letting me go with her and it will be a "Girls Day."
She turns 3 on Saturday. Here's her giving me a smooch last year. 