You Won't forget

Sunday's ethan used to meet with his dad and grandparents and played at the park. Fun with toys and buddy the dog as well. Mama there all the time to do thedirtywork changingpampers woth dad too and feeding time or nap time.

At the town house in st. John Indiana Where he lived Jennifer and Katie from first steps trained him to crawl eat and talk when he was born he was short of breathe or heart rate from having PDA. Concerned of the matter for a couple years certified agents of pediatrics came to train him and discuss school or excessive lessons.

He didnt see his daddy and mommy as I would have wanted healthy and very happy as we were we were in development too as any parents.  And we fought for our dreams as parents. He plays with his cousin. Goes for walks. Runs and does much stair climbing.

He is living in Chicago currently and temporarily wnjoying the big slides and tall building here amongst holding hands with nana and mama down the long sidewalks.
At his dad's he plays with box cars rail road trains and monster trucks. His dad brought out a bunch of his toys from toddler days too. He man figures and box cars.

His grandma there continues to buy tons of clothes and toys too. Laughing and playing napping and wstering plants watching the big trains honking going by or playing int he leaves during the fall or blow up pools there too bring ethan and his dad big smiles.

Ethan sits with his dad on the couch and drink iced tea and love to eat salty snacks such as cheese puffs and potosto chips. Tisty long balloons are a big hit there and easter egg hunts all for ethan to hunt and find candy.

He has his own little cars bed there and three huge toy boxes full of toys and shelves of educational art and math stuff. He has a piggy bank to put coins in and waters the plants there weekly with grandma and dada.

My Son is 2 and eats good.

Behold your Son. When Ethan was an infant he was put into prenatal care for being a big baby. He came out of a gestational diabetic environment and fought to keep his blood sugar stable as his mother's dropped and went to high.
There's a lot of time gone by since the first bite. The first drink. Yet we need air to eats breathe and no one finds problems with air. Air and food and drinks are all here. Air is the only involuntary element.

My son eats a lot a lot of potatoes. Fries.  I eat a lot of fries. Im scared to death. He only eats starches. No proteins. Only milk and fries.  Oh Lord.  Is there protein milk or protein and veggie fruit juices for tots? Yes. How bout for Ethan? What can he will? He doesn't eat meat. Cheese Without a balamced daily and Mia with her fevers i am so calm yet as memories pore in of her nothing feels right here for her either. My son needs God.  I need him to be well. And healthy. And then ill be as well. Even more so his dad.  Behold you Son!

Sleeping by him has been accompanied by his grandma nana my mom. Not Eric's mom. And evety nite she woke to check him feed him and still does. He's 24 months. 31 months to be approx. I feel a frown. Upon my face maybe anguish dries my glow out..

Ethan has adorable big brown round eyes. And a smile that goes from ear to ear straight across his chubby round white face. Pale skin and very light hair shows him to have golden hairs as eye brows and facial hair already. Little yellow hairs on his arms and legs already coming in.

If eating and hydrating healthily were more than involuntary as breathing there would be peace on earth for me. I think of all the worry and craze to keeping him balanced with proper nutrition for him more than when he was an infant.

As an infant feeding him when he cried each time just to fulfill his hunger seemed more crucial. When he was too full hed spit up his milk. As a tot he pushes most food away and throws it or spills it out.  When he doesnt want to eat i worry because i dont know when hell be eating again and i know he will get hungry especially with all the running jumping climbing and crawling that as an infant he didn't do.

As tiny as his tummy is so is his appetite.  Ethan wont eat much meat. Sometimes chicken nuggets. And all he does eat is small portion a of Mac and cheese or othered buttered noodles. Secondly he eats french fries and nothing much else most days of the week.  Dairy such as cheesecubes and or milk are big parts of his weekly routine still.

Maybe he still gets gas pains and puke milk curds from too much dairy i can only suspect. What about iron and protein? I worry for his needs as a growing boy physically and psychologically too. When im with him or when hes with others it seems he eats only based on his moods and or his comfort possibly.

Sometimes im sure of it that Ethan wont eat when i don't and will eat when i do but rarely.  He doesn't drink water so i give him low sugar drinks and little fruit because of sugar auch as Apple slices and or well he doesnt eat bananas anymore.

The first thing i wantto do when he wakes is feed him. Nanna gives him oatmeal often. Sometimes he'll take it. He wants a bottle more often than not for comfort or nap and for his meal as we attempt to wait to first give him food. Again chips or salty snacks and of course candy we use very seldom.

At my sister Connies he will have again buttered noodles and i forgot to mention last but not least cukecumber and hotdog slices!! He is on the road allot going to grandma's and driving to Aunt Connies back and forth with my mom to watch Mia and take her to school.

Mia has fevers and then Ethan gets them too. Sometimes us adults catch them and or their colds. Ethan has woke many nights crying so hard that he throws up. And i can't do anything but watch him until he goes bacl tp sleep. Waking him up from his crying means we think he's sleeping. But you cant sleep and cry in your sleep and throw up too. Or can you? Well i think so I do remember do I that even just a few yezrs ago when my best friend moved out west.
I did what i could to stay healthy about it and still was sick as a dog with fevers and the flu.

Eric says he had night terrors when he was young. He would dream and run all over the house. His mother frequently tells the same history of her memories of it happening. All i can say is being a mother is more than a figure of speech or a life. Being a mother is life. It's being that child. Convinced of it. Behold your mother! Another verse in the bible.

Behold your Son! A verse in the Bible. Whatever we eat we give to Ethan. Portion and timing is the faith of life of a good healthy boy. Watching and waiting faithfully that he will eat soon or not drink to much molk or eat to much. Or have any bad food as we all do. Pastries donuts fried foods all over the house.