Poor Cody's had some whopper seizures lately.  This is the 2nd day this week we've had to use diastat (rescue med.)  Today he had the best day too - he made it all the way through school (8:30a-2:30p) and when he got home he was SO smiley, alert, attentive - made great eye contact.  I was in the BEST mood seeing him so giggly.  Then at Fred Meyer - BOOM - HUUUUGE seizure.  Brought him home and another one hit. Then one more. It is so disheartening when he's having such a good day and these seizures come along and rob him of it.  It makes me MAD.  He is passed out. 

Casey, in the meantime, is sitting next to me in his highchair with a teething cookie in one hand and a cracker in the other.  He is SO excited when he gets praise that he takes a bite and looks immediately to me to hear "GOOD JOB BIG BOY!"  Then he takes a drink from his sippy cup (which gets an even bigger reaction!) and he instantly looks to me for the "WAY TO GO BUDDY!"  He BEAMS with any shred of praise or affirmation.  He's so darn cute it breaks my heart! 

Our overnight respite started 3 days this week - Cody's nanny Shoshannah is doing it.  Last night was miserable.  Because Cody had diastat at 6pm, he got up at 1:30am and then again at 5am.  We were up all night.  I'm not sure this is what she bargained for - NO sleep!  We are both zombies sitting here at 8am.  She is such a good sport. 

That's our news for now - happy Wednesday!

 Shawna