Home sweet home

Though, it's a new home for him... but Isaac is, indeed, home as of last night. Six weeks to the day.

He's got new teeth, don't you know. Two new upper teeth. And his two front teeth are bigger. And so i'm still getting used to his toothy smile. I've got lots of opportunity, this kid's so happy!! He's happy to sit. He's happy to lay there. He's happy to go for a walk (in my little kiddie backpack). He's just gotta be so happy he's no longer going through withdrawals, no longer sick, and no longer in that hospital.

He did get pissed at me when i put him to bed tonight. this is so isaac. and he even pulled himself to a standing position several times crying. maybe the secret is to get him mad and he'll start walking.

It's strange to feed him, now. Filling up these syringes with this complete liquid nutrition stuff made by nestle, and then attaching it to his feeding tube and pushing it in. Somehow takes all the fun and joy out of eating. But i know this is a temporary thing. i'm looking into other foods to feed him -- stuff maybe a bit more organic and healthy. this stuff's loaded with sugar and "frationated" oils... and what in sam-hill is "fractionated"??? anybody?? sounds worse than partionally hydrogenated...

But the boy's crawling around. Not a whole lot. He just hasn't a whole lot of energy yet.

And the boy's home. YAY!!!