Day 14

One week from right now Eliot will have received his last dose of steroids.

His last dose of steroids during Standard Delayed Intensification or what I used to call Standard Delayed Intimidation and now I'm thinking of as Standard Delayed We're Almost There.

We've made it two thirds of the way. He is tired. He is a bit crabby. He eats all day. He has weird pooping situations all day. His legs hurt. I think everything on him hurts.

He is also happy and playing and interested in things and talking like a wild man.

Its amazing. Its just so much less awful than I thought it would be.

Naomi is bigger. He is more able to communicate. She is more able to communicate. They both walked up the steps for their nap today - or was it yesterday.

The weather is good.

We're going to make it through this.

We are.

I don't even have to say that in the way you say things to convince yourself.

I know we're going to make it.

Happy. Happy. Happy Dance. Complete with arm pumps baby!