This morning's physical therapy session with Shu was the best one in weeks, maybe months. When I say "best" I mean minimal screaming and tantruming, and plenty of happy cooperation. Princess Firecracker (9.5 months older) was present for the entire session, and I think that was a big motivating factor. Might have to keep her around!
And the most exciting part?
He signed "more"!
I've mentioned to some of you that we've been working on "more" for six months now. So during their play, the physical therapist encouraged him (as she has for many weeks) to sign "more"...and surprise...he did...several times! Big victory.
After she left, Shu finished his breakfast milk, and I figured he wanted more to eat. When I asked him to tell me "more," he began his usual crying and fussing. I got him down from his highchair, and he walked over to me for some cuddling. I looked down to find him signing more. I said, shocked, "More? More bread? You want more food?" And he kept doing it. So...yeah...that's good enough for me!
He also tried something in therapy today (stepping up onto a low platform) that provoked weeping and gnashing of teeth last week. Whew. We continue to live in the three steps forward two steps back zone, but that's still progress, baby.
I'm incredibly thankful for a much better start to my week, for these small breakthroughs we've been praying about, and for a Father who cares about every big and small thing that weighs on my heart.