Then something important happened. Monday night we were sitting at the dinner table. Asher was acting characteristically silly, when Silas started cracking up, with that open-mouth, expectant giggle that adults will humiliate themselves to hear. For most of dinner, Asher would make a certain noise, Silas would laugh, and Brian and I would laugh at them both. Then it occurred to me - that's the first time he's ever done that. He's seven months old, and checking off his milestones dutifully, but not ever flirting or cutting up. He's not having fun either.
Because he hasn't felt well in a long time. But praise Jesus and Zantac, he's feeling better every day. And the result is that, for the first time in his short life, I've heard him laugh every day this week. I love this little boy more than I can say, whether he's crying or not, whether he sleeps or not. Whether it's fun or not.
But when he feels better, so do I.
5 comments:
so glad the meds helped
me too - great to hear that he is feeling better!
Oh yes, he looks like one happy boy! So glad he's feeling better. It's so hard when they can't communicate and you're not really sure what they need.
Isn't that so sad?
When we went to San Antonio for our hurrication, Ike's nose did not run for the first time ever. And he was this smiley, happy, funny baby I had only seen glimpses of. And it dawned on me - poor thing. His allergies make him feel like crap ALL THE TIME!!
I tackled it when we got home, and now he is such a sweet funny baby. And I feel bad for all the crummy months he had!
First off, that is the cutest picture ever. Second, so glad he is feeling better, and that he is laughing! Yay for happy babies! :)
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