Sam has being making a new sort of sound. Although I know that any form of verbalising is in no way an indication of whether Sam will speak one day...his "talking" is still terribly amusing and oh-so cute.
We FINALLY made it out to Haven Of Hope Equine Aid Centre this last Saturday. We have not been there in forever. Sam had such a good time, he even started falling asleep mid-ride. And never a wasted opportunity for therapy, at one point Thembi's stride slowed down a little but Sam's little body kept on with the "rocking" motion which is apparently really beneficial for his walking and gait development.
Sam and Aunty Cheryl on Thembi, completely relaxed and enjoying having a far less anxious support behind him, than his Mom ;)
Meg on Knight for the first time...rather chaffed with herself that she's riding the beautiful creature she once saw as being terribly intimidating
Aunty Marili and Sam's friend Antoni xxx
Neil and Elbie, part of HOH's support, doing an awesome job leading Thembi and Jabu for our boys
Talking about walking and gaits...so Sam went to test-drive the walker Solutions had sourced for him. And it was a perfect fit. Sam took to the walker immediately, doing a couple of laps around the shop amidst cheering from us, the Solutions' staff and even a few contractors attending to some renovations on the premises. The walker has been undergoing some "pimping" to make it even more comfortable for Sam and is now ready for collection. We can unfortunately only fetch it tomorrow morning...watch this space for pics :)
Sleeping : Sam had seven absolutely awful nights...throwing himself violently into the sides of his cot for hours-upon-hours. He had a nasty fall on Wednesday morning (last week), slamming his chin and chest into the tiled floor at home. Since then he repeatedly signs "sore" but his complete comprehension of the "sore" sign is a little troubling lately. Sam signs "sore" for pretty much everything now...everything which possibly makes him sad or distressed...like having to go sleep, not wanting to eat, etc. Anyway, I have worried that perhaps there is an underlying injury from the fall which is bothering him, although he still drinks his bottle and does chew. He just seems to be constantly fiddling his mouth, quite often flinching or in obvious discomfort. When we saw the dentist at the end of last year, she did point out that Sam still had a few molars to grow into...so this could also be the problem. He's also battling with a bit of a nasal drip and blocked nose at night which could be causing a bit of a sore throat. Urrrggghhhhhhhh! So tired of guesswork.
But...and it's a BIG OL' BUT....last night Sam went down at about 8:30pm, did not rock/throw/bodyslam himself once during the night and only woke up this morning when I physically had to wake him just before 7am so we could make it to OT on time.
Awesomeness....as usual, I cannot pinpoint any physical thing I did remarkably different, except for this one thing. Usually when I pray at night, I start with my "thank you"'s and then move on to my petitions. However I have to reluctantly confess that more often than not, I fall asleep before I've even made it through half of my petitions. (Embarrassing but true <BLUSH BLUSH). Last night, after experiencing some really scary sleep-deprivation behaviour during the course of the day (especially when driving from physio yesterday morning and finding myself repeatedly drawn to the righthand curb the whole journey) I excused my self-absorption to the Lord and could only manage a pitiful "Dear Lord, please let us have just one night's good sleep...for both mine and Sam's sake".
Need I say more?