So we're almost 2 weeks post-seizure, which is hard to believe. I assume that all of my Blogspot readers have also viewed my Facebook note about that episode.

Side note - I think it's funny that spell-check is indicating that "Blogspot" is spelled incorrectly...on www.blogspot.com.

Anyways. Our pediatrician told me (I took Liam in the day afterward by myself - it was weird because Andy and I usually go together with Liam) that if he had a fever for about 3 days and then broke out into a rash, we could attribute the seizure to roseola and feel pretty confident that he won't have ongoing seizures. Sure enough, last Thursday or so he broke out into a beautiful little rash, so we finally know the cause...despite negative results on all his hospital tests after having to get a needle to draw blood, a catheter to take a urine sample, and a chest x-ray. Poor guy.

So, he is now 12 1/2 months and still not walking. It's ok - it's fun to watch him try! He has taken his first steps. He did that a little less than a week before his first birthday. Since then, though, he just continues to be LA-ZY. He's walked about 3-5 feet on some occasions when we stood him up in the middle of the room and let go. He's still having trouble getting up the confidence to let go of whatever he is holding on to and just take off. He's a great little cruiser...he'll walk around the entire perimeter of the room, as long as he's holding onto something. It's just funny that he's been doing that for several months now but still hasn't started just walking. Again, lazy. He's his mommy's and his daddy's child for sure. :)

Apparently Liam has Fat Tongue. If you look back at all his pictures, you are sure to come across many where his tongue is kind of jutting out right behind his lower lip. The director of his daycare told me that she's noticing that the fat part of his tongue is located more towards the front of his mouth instead of the back, causing him to have a hard time keeping it in his mouth. I always just thought it was cute, but apparently it may delay his speech and require a little therapy. It may be too soon to tell, but unless he grows into his tongue pretty quickly, he may need to have a little assistance around age 2 to re-train his tongue to work more from the back of his mouth than the front. I think that's the most disappointing thing of all because I am really, really looking forward to him telling me that he loves me. The lady who told me this, though, has a daughter who had the same thing, and she said that she was able to understand what her daughter was saying even though no one else could. That's good.

It's amazing how vulnerable motherhood can make you feel. I've always been a little sappy and a little weepy...but my GOSH have I been able to clear some tear ducts out lately. The problem is that we have DirecTV now, which includes Discovery Health Channel. They have all kinds of programs about children with different diseases and parents having to deal with the fact that they will or may lose their children.

I have always felt like the more you have to love, the more you have to lose. Since Andy and I got married, I have always felt that I should never part ways with him without telling him how much I love him because you never know what can happen from one moment to the next. Since becoming a mother, I have realized just how many things can go wrong over the course of a child's lifetime. I am scared out of my wits that something will happen before I die. I mean, it's not debilitating, but it does constantly linger. Something tells me that's fairly normal, though. I guess you just have to be thankful for every moment that you have with your child, take advantage of every moment and just live for the here and now. That, and pray! I pray every day for Liam's health, happiness, and success. That's all you can do!

All I can say is that I am blessed beyond anything I could have ever imagined, and I'm not sure what I did to deserve this life!