Joe is on the mend

Today, Joe is on the mend. He is feeling better, acting much perkier. But, he went to his sitter's house today and they said he did not eat well, take a nap well, or want his neb treatments. It breaks my heart that my little man doesn't feel well, wish I could take the sickness away. Thanks for thinking of us.

P-neumonia

Poor Baby Joe. It started Saturday afternoon. Poor guy would cough so hard that he would get sick. But it wasn't that often and he played like a champ in between. Sunday at church he got sick so we left early and came home. He wouldn't nap alone so we put him in bed with Sam, worked like a charm. We had our youth group at our house last night (had and awesome time, we played back to school bingo and some crazy circle finger game). Joe fell asleep even though there were some 25 crazy loud kids here...that was our 1st real clue...
At 2am he woke us up and I brought him to our bed. He had very short shallow breaths, a fever, and his heart was racing. I couldn't sleep with this helpless litlle soul in bed beside me, so off to the ER we went. Turned out to be a much needed trip. Our ER is great, they were not busy and with the help of a couple breathing treatments and some steroids...Joe is playing around again this morning. Poor little man, but what a champ...he wants to be held but is so brave. Please pray with us that God continues to heal his little lungs.

My Three Year Old

Cristian Celestino S.A. - age 2 days - Dec 2005

Samuel George Cristian - age 1 year - Dec 2006

Sam - 2 years old - Dec 2007

Sam - 3 years old - Dec 2008

Right back at you, my sweet three year old.


I am so proud of my three year old. I am so proud to have a three year old. There isn't a day that goes by that I take my children for granted, and I am so glad to celebrate another milestone with them! I remember Christmas 2005 when we were waiting for the promising news of our 1st son. We prayed, waited and trusted...and we were rewarded with our son Samuel. Three years have passed in a flash and I am amazed daily at the child Sam is becoming. I worried that having another child would take attention from Sam, but it isn't so - it has shown me another way to love and appreciate his personality. This past month he has called Joe his brother, often suggested I make Joe a drink, tells me if he is upset, and comforted him when he is sad. He has embraced his role as a big brother. Conversations are becoming so fun, the other evening he came out of bed to tell me his knee hurt. I kissed it and told him to get back into bed at which time he said his 'feeling' hurt. I wish for you, Sam, that your feelings are never hurt. But, when they are, I will make it better. I love being your mama, I am so blessed by you, my three year old son.

Thank you God for trusting me to raise and love with all my heart this precious child of yours. It is with your help and guidance that his third birthday is such a celebration. Amen.