I was waiting to post until I had some good news to report. I keep telling myself, maybe tomorrow. The tomorrows add up and soon I find that a week has gone by.
Theo is still in the hospital. Hundreds of miles away from home. This sucks. I really miss him. How can that be? He's not been my son for very long, but it just feels like someone is missing around here.
Every day when the kids come home from school they ask me if Theo is home yet. They miss him, too!
Zhen is doing great, for the most part. I just can't get used to the fact that he cannot/will not chew food! I gave him some little tiny pieces of watermelon tonight and I thought I might have to call the paramedics. It was ugly but I finally got him to cough it up.
He really enjoys playing by himself. We try not to force ourselves on him too much, but still encourage him to hang out with everyone else. He's really getting better and spending more time with us. He's very serious so I spend a lot of time trying to get him to laugh or even smile. I hope to see more of those very soon!