He Takes My Heart With Him

Appointments, appointments, appointments

Next week, Jack has an appointment with his pediatric urologist to check his bladder function. It's mainly follow-up testing to the testing they did before his surgery. To make sure that he did not lose any function from the surgery itself. Poor little man, he hated these tests the first time around. The second time around won't be any easier.

Then, the next day, we go back to see the pediatric plastic surgeon. Jack's mole on his face has changed a little. Now there are two small dark spots in it, making it look a little like a button just above his ear. Our pediatrician suggested we have it looked at and removed. Dr. K. did such an amazing job on Jack's back that we decided to go back to him for this surgery. The scar on his back has healed perfectly and is already fading. I'm assuming that this will be an outpatient surgery, but we'll find out more at the appointment.

He doesn't see his pediatric neurologist again until April. He's doing so good that hopefully we can start extending the time between neurologist appointments.

He is a funny little man, who has added "cheese" to the list of words he can say. Not for pictures, but for actual cheese. He loves it. Spoiled like he is, he's decided he doesn't want to give up his bottle, even though we're pushing mightily for a sippy cup. But we have made strides in taking away his pacifier and it is now saved for times when it is desperately needed. He's a little charmer, who grins at everyone and then tucks his head into my neck, playing shy. Of course, if they then quit talking to him, he babbles away at them and waves until he has their attention again. He gives the greatest hugs and the biggest loves. Sweet Jack.