It's been a full week since our whole family have been back home. Even as I type this, it's hard to really believe. We have had a very busy week here though, not missing a moment! It is hysterical to watch as Kayla wants to eat at all of her favorite places and do all of her favorite things all at one time. I can almost see the wheels in her head spinning at full speed sometimes. I immediately went to Trader Joe's and stocked up on her/our favorite things. There is nothing like eating in your own kitchen. Somehow the smell of coffee doesn't bother her here at all. Probably because our windows are cracked and we have fresh air constantly flowing through the house. Cereal tastes better too. Even if it was the exact same cereal we had in Tennessee. All of a sudden, things just magically tasted better! Yay! So we just went for it. If Kayla was asking for a certain place to go and eat, we went! Anthony (now Monkey-Kong) is thrilled about all of this. Kayla is trying so hard to stretch her stomach again. Her weight is pretty much stable. It went down about a pound and now fluctuates. Our theory is that it's not sticking because she has been so active! We aren't too concerned because we continue to see her try! Today, we baked brownies together. While we were baking brownies, she was already planning her next meal. While the brownies were in the oven, I watched her devour 3/4 of a big cupcake that our good friend Mark dropped off last night! Yum!! Go Kayla Go!
Anthony had his 5 year check up and vaccinations so he is all ready for Kindergarten! Kayla begged for a shot, but they wouldn't give her one. I am telling you, she is one crazy child! Who does that???
My car is finally in route from Memphis. I am so grateful to some wonderful friends there who made it possible for Denny and Kayla to fly home on the 6th and not be stuck there because of a car! They wouldn't have been able to leave until yesterday if it weren't for those incredible people.
Life at home is surreal. Minute by minute. Day by day. We are so grateful to be back and yet so afraid to get too comfortable. It's a torturous thing to live life in-between these scans. Never really knowing if life will ever be flipped on you yet again. It's so easy to just try and say to yourself not to waste the time you are home thinking about the what-ifs and that anything can happen at any time anyway, but it doesn't help. I know that in time it will get a little easier, but for now it's just really hard. I just can't imagine life without this.
One thing I do know, we will never ever let go. We will never ever take this for granted.