Now it would be awesome to tell you that the reason we have been M.I.A. for the last month or so was that early one bright and sunny morning we were woken up by a guy with a bullhorn shouting “GOOD MORNING DE BEER FAMILY” and who promptly sent us off on a four week vacation (seven days would just not cut it with our house) to Disney World and the Seychelles and whatever other wonderful holiday destinations there are…but alas, this was no doing of old Tye and his Extreme Makeover team. Rather – our dear old PC gave his last 123EX4756504650456XXX Error message and passed peacefully away. He is definitely in a better place, it was a long and drawn out demise with every day bringing with it a new and unimaginable error message. Not to mention the frustration for dear ol’ Mom who would spend like an hour or so typing up a new blog entry – which usually means type one sentence, put on nestargel, type another sentence, take off nestargel, type one sentence, add formula and so on and so on. No wonder my blogs very seldom seem to “flow” from one paragraph to the next – and then, just before publishing the post the pc would inevitably crash and burn and there would go my entry. Or I would start downloading my 150+ emails and on email 149 it would just restart itself and there we would delightfully begin at email no. 1 again!!!!
Says Mom : Aaarrrrrggghhhh
And then dear Chris (sorry Love, have to tell this story) first tried to resuscitate old PC with the donation of another hard drive (thanks Ed and Uncle Joe) but in the process managed to delete not only ALL my saved emails and email addy’s but (horror of horrors) every single picture we have of Sammy from like 3 months old to date!!!
Says Mom : Aaaarrrrrgggggghhhhh
But…OH HAPPY DAYS….the arrival of a brand new pc has brought with it the hope of once again having my lifeline to the outside world being connected. I have missed reading all the blogs of our wonderful RTS family and gathering as much info as I can from the RTS email list.
So, back to the reason we are ultimately here, our little bundle of joy….Grumpy Smurf. Actually, Grumpy Smurf is not doing too shabby lately. The past few days have been a little cooler which makes HEAPS of difference to his mood. He is still not loving solids but tolerating it and has managed to bring his weight up to 6.3 kgs which is HUGE for Sam….and even measured 63cm on Friday (hey, that’s only 90cm shorter than me and I have a thirty-five year headstart on him). He had another appointment with the ENT and orthopaed surgeon on Thursday and all is looking really well. But most importantly, he is really becoming his own precious little person. He doesn’t sit completely on his own yet, but balances nicely on your knee and “speaks” non-stop now (yip, even right through church service on a Sunday which means I am still bound to patrolling the foyer most of the time). He is grasping things more confidently now and doing some weight-bearing on those tiny little legs and even does, what in his mind, is a little jump (which means he all of a sudden just bring his little legs up) and shrieks with joy. He is just so incredibly alert and alive…every day with him is just such an incredible experience…yes, even the more challenging days J