Mommy Kahdib

Dear Chase (24 months),

Monday, March 29, 2010

...Don't miss Emmie's entry down below...
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Dear Chase-the-race,

You're not two...I'm in denial. Really. Seriously. It can't be true! You are still so little and snuggly and lovable...but you run and jump and walk and talk...so it must be true, right? How was it that two years ago you were just this tiny little guy fighting in the special care nursery...and a year ago we were riding in an ambulance to Children's to remove a star from your esophagus...? Thank goodness we spent this birthday at an awesome waterpark in Fitchburg, MA called Coco Keys. Way more fun than the hospital!! You were a little too young for the slides, but you loved "swimming" in the 6 inches of water the surrounded the kid area and I think you found every "drive" (steering wheel) in the place to stand at and twist. You really are in love with cars, trucks, motorcycles (lo-los) boats, planes (jets!!), trains...you just get so excited by it all and it is adorable. We weren't really a "car" house and had way more pink princess type stuff for Emmie...but your trucks and cars are starting to take over the house and I would say we now have equal parts transportation and Disney princess...



You've learned so much in your two years of life and come so far...you are such a compassionate kid. When you're mad you're really mad, when you hug, you hug tight around the neck with a little extra snuggle...when you laugh you laugh loud and strong. When you climb you climb high with no fear. When you fall...you fall hard...but you recover quickly with a hug and a kiss and move on to your next dangerous escapade. You live on the edge and you love it. When you open presents you squeal with delight...when someone pull up to the house you run to them with open arms shouting their name and jump at the opportunity to give them a hug. You love big and bold with a twinkle in your eye and you have won over so many many people...you're such a little charmer.





You're talking more and more and more...and while some of it is a little babbled and hard to understand you are consistent and patient with me when I try to figure out what it is you're saying. You won't really give up until I get it and then usually you keep the same tone and inflection the next time you say it so I get it right away. You love love love to be outside...mostly in your "vroom" (cozy coupe) and you're happy to just get in and out and in and out...although a spin to the mailbox is always a welcome treat. You say funny funny things and make us all laugh...and then you say them again just to get a rise out of us. You often think that Emmie is having fun with you when she screams, "NOOOOO," and runs away and will try to engage in this interesting game...we're working on letting you know the difference between playing and her being actually upset with you pushing her over, stealing a toy, or pulling her hair....we'll get there. When you do know that she is upset you'll often try to give her a hug and a kiss (which sometimes just makes her more upset) and will willingly give her whatever it is you have in your hands just in case that is what she is upset about...you're a peace keeper when you get it and I hope that doesn't translate to someday being a pushover...but for now you have one very lucky sister.





This month your beloved Amby bed broke...and I'm the first to admit that I'm surprised it held on for so long! You have been in it since you were about three months old and had recently taken to making it really bounce in the night when you first got in and then again anytime you woke up. Well, after nearly two years of bouncing and your new 24lb status it finally snapped...not that it was dangerous or anything since you were only about three inches off the ground...but the look on your face was priceless when you just said, "Uh-oh bed...oh no." We got you a nice big full sized mattress on the floor and you love it and sleep the same amount of time (7pm to 6:30am) as you did in the old bed...thank goodness...I was worried! The only difference is you don't cry when you wake up....you just wander into our room for some morning snuggles. What a welcome change! Independence for you and less crying :)





We also had some interesting break through with you medically...we have been searching for answers since you were in my tummy and "smaller than you should be." Sadly I think we may finally have an answer...and it is sad but also relieving. The endocrinologist believes that you are growth hormone deficient. You'll have an MRI this upcoming month to confirm her suspicions and hopefully we'll bypass a "stim" test for you and then hopefully our insurance company won't give us a hard time and we'll start you on growth hormones. You're 2 years old and still fit in your 12 month shirt and 6-9 month pants...we knew something was up just weren't sure what. I'm sad for you that it had to come to this because the hormone means a daily injection...but I'm relieved to have some progress and answers...and you're such an amazing little person that I'm sure you will teach me so much more about life than I already know now.





With that my Chasey Rock Star...I wish you a very very happy birthday and I cannot wait to see what your third year brings!!

Love,
Mama