Speed bumps.

Soon after Davis came home from the hospital 

I bought an art kit

from Walmart

(a "Family Fun" set).

Davis never wanted to

work on it.

I know. It's very juvenile.

 I made all but one of the projects 

the other day

as we all

(well, the three of us)

watched a movie together.

This is about my speed lately.

It's all I could muster.

I want to paint walls and fix up some furniture.

I want to create amazing stuff

(who am I kidding---I can't do that stuff well 

even on my best days).

I want to read books

(I can barely look through magazines).

I have read things to him

from his gold panning book

(his vision has been blurry, 

luckily he is seeing the eye doctor tomorrow).

I want to get out

and have fun

(at least he and I can walk together

up and down our street

several times a day).

We went to another doctors appointment today.

I am very grateful for how well he is doing.

I was even more grateful today

as I watched other moms

 lovingly hold and play

with their severely

disabled children.

He's getting better and better

every day

and that's what

I'm working on

and fighting for.

The rest will just have to wait.