LOVE this kid!

So last night we had a breakthrough.
My son says to me, Mommy come here
Come into my "table office"

So I climb under the dining room table and he proceeds to tell me that this is his office, this is where he goes to work and then he gets the money and he can get paper, crayons, bananas and strawberries.
I looked at him in disbelief, and I was thinking in my head, WOW this IS working.
It does pay to explain rather than force!
So, we caht for a minute and then he says, da dee come into my office too.
So she climbs under the table too, so here we are the three of us, crammed under the dining room table just as happy as
can be watching our son "tend" (pretend) he is a working part of the family.

So he finally decides that we can leave his office and he goesover to his play kitchen and starts cooking dinner and tells us that he got home from work and is now cooking dinner.
So he brings all the food over one item at a time and says, here , its pizza its your favorite! ( which is what we tell him)
Then he says, heres some toast with peanut butter and jelly, and I say, I dont like peanut butter, andhe says well you like it sometimes, you like it. ( thats what we say to him)
My wife looks at me and says, he has progressed to a different stage of play.
I say yep, and just like that, he has moved on to the next stage of play.
AMAZING!

Last night I told him a story about a little boy who had magical powers who could see love in peoples hearts, and who could tell when his mommy misse dhim just byb looking at him. Then I told him that the little boy would give his mommy a toy to take with her to work so she wouldnt be lonely while she was away from him.

This morning he was crying and carrying on about me leaving No mommy, dont go, I dont want you to go, please dont go,. I want you to stay here, I dont want to see gigi's and so on. Then all of a sudden his face changes and he says, ok Mommy I WILL let you goto work. I will go get you a toy so you can keep it with you at work. So goes downstairs and grabs me a wind up caterpillar and says, here mommy hers a "padapula" put it in your pocket. I didnt have pockets becuz I was still in my jammies and he notices right away and says, OH you donthave pockets! and gets this look of distress. I said No worries, I have pockets on the clothes I am wearing to work.
he smiles and says OK I want to make my shake now! and runs in the kitchen to "help" steph make his breakfast protein shake.

I stand there in amazement as i get to walk up the stairs without sneaking or hearing him scream!
Today is a Gift of a day

Life Part 2

Mom hurt her knee and cannot stand on her leg.
She is goign to have to have knee replacement surgery, its been a long time coming and she no longer has the luxury of just being able to push it off and pop pills to get through the day. She is at the end point. This sucks for her, for us and for our son. We will need to get a new baby care person, or adjust our schedules in order to accommodate the fact that she can't watch him anymore. This is not awful, but withthe separation anxiety thing going on, its just bad timing. In addition to that, she will be in a lot of pain and having to go through lots of physical therapy after the surgery and who will take care of her after the surgery? I have a very volatile situation at work and can't really just take time off this time, to take care of her, it's not a good idea. So now what? Well, for now, we are just waiting to see what the ortho surgeon will say, when she gets in to see them. And then we will go from there.
Remember when I said I'd rather havea bunch of little things go wrong, instead of a big thing? Hmmmm , i might be changing my mind about that!

Life part 1

So much going on.
After the brain tumor scare, things were settling down, but now we are dealing with separation anxiety. This is just awful.
Our son does not want either of us to leave, EVER. for Any reason. Every morning when I leave for work, I leave in my wake, a little guy with snots running down his nose,a red face, screaming and crying MOMMY DONT LEAVE ME!! What the Heck? Who ever said motherhood was rewarding? Well I think I did at one point, but I think it was when he was first born and just took those little baby breaths and made those squeaky baby noises to let me know he was here and he was depending on me, it was so cute. So I thought, now I just wish he would be able to understand that I will be back. he doesn't, there is no reasoning with him and there is no way to soothe him. I have tried many many things, and just end up having to leave. With the crying toddler in the background. I feel like I am in a movie, me walking down the path from the house, with stress and worry in my eyes, but walking briskly, in the background , our home, Front door open and a little boy standing there sobbing, reaching, pressing his face against the glass and total chaos going on around him. What a nightmare!