... Back!

You can never truly take a vacation from being a mom, but taking a small break from writing has definitely been a little treat. I feel a lot has happened in me and in the world over these last few weeks and I'm excited to start sharing and processing them with you again.

Our summer break brought in treasured visits with family and friends. Seeing BabyK interact with the people we love has been incredibly heart warming. She loves giving fist-bumps, high-fives and kisses (the latter we will have to keep our eye on). We're still working on our timing of "hellos" and "bye-byes" as BabyK almost always attempts to interact with people after they have left and are no longer paying attention to her.

One of the exciting ways BabyK has started interacting is through speech. This lady's vocabulary is exploding on a rapid cellular reproduction-like rate. Each day, I feel as if I hear at least 2 new words come out of her mouth. This really shouldn't surprise us as we know her parents and relatives quite well. If there is a gene for a "chatter box" then this girlie has most certainly acquired it.

For those that are wondering, BabyK is still not fully walking on her own. We have learned she has hyper flexible joints (like her daddy) which makes it difficult for her to support herself in those movements. Thankfully we have been able to get some help from a local physiotherapist and get this baby moving. Progress has been slow, but steady; for that I am thankful.

Most days, BabyK's struggle barely comes to mind. She is such a happy, content baby it's hard to even entertain the possibility she could have anything "wrong" with her. Most of the time I rationalize with myself that other children have much harder struggles, and our little hiccup is barely worth the bat of an eye. Although it's true, there are many more serious battles I would rather not have to fight for my baby, but that doesn't make this one go away. The thought of her potentially needing braces for her ankles or having a difficult time playing sports when she is older cuts deep.

When my heart bleeds seeing her little ankles buckled in when she stands, I try and remind myself this is another opportunity for God to show us something. We just need to take one step at a time (pun included for comic relief as I feel the tears welling up in my eyes). We will remain faithful to do our part because He always remains faithful to do His. We'll keep doing our exercises and wearing our classy high-top shoes. If you think of us, feel free to send up a small request to our Father; that we would see her ankles strengthen or at least see how God is working through this until then.

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John 5: 8-9

"Then Jesus said to him, “Get up! Pick up your mat and walk.” At once the man was cured; he picked up his mat and walked."