Therapy Using the ChildRite Seat

Here's James, getting used to sitting upright by himself. With the help of the ChildRite Seat, here's praying that his neck and trunk muscles would soon be strong enough to support independent sitting.

Will be uploading other pics in the future to record James' progress. (Notice that he has a thing with camera flash these days thus the closed eyes in every photo :p)

Thanks so much again Aunt Jenny and Auntie Glad for sending this wonderful chair to us! :)

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Playing with Flash Cards

James loves words and letters. He enjoys being read to. He likes it when he hears people singing the alphabet or speaking in rhymes. He particularly gets excited when we show him big, bold letters on flash cards. The other night, Daddy and James played with letters. Our little boy seemed to have enjoyed seeing his name spelled out on the mat.

James and his Bard Button

After more than 21/2 years, James underwent another procedure to replace his G-tube with a Bard button . No more long tube! (Big sigh of relief). Contents of a Bard kit Prepped for the procedure

A Sorority of Mothers

Got this from a forwarded message in one of my egroups. I wish I could thank the author for putting down in print what many of us are also exactly feeling and experiencing. == Many of you I have never even met face to face, but I've searched you out every day. I've looked for you on the internet, on playgrounds and in grocery stores. I've become an expert at identifying you. You are well worn. You are stronger than you ever wanted to be. Your words ring with experience, experience you culled with your very heart and soul. You are compassionate beyond the expectations of this world. You are my " sisters ." photo borrowed from dreamstime.com Yes, you and I, my friend, are sisters in a sorority . A very elite sorority. We are special. Just like any other sorority, we were chosen to be members. Some of us were invited to join immediately, some not for months or even years. Some of us even tried to refuse membership, but to no avail.

Gideon James' Journey

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