Arrrgg!

Do you know how difficult it is to keep this house somewhat quiet while Brooklyn naps? Either the dog is barking or the parrot is squawking and Dev plays with every loud toy he can find. The doors open and close a minimum of 20 billion times and of course nobody knows how to shut them quietly no matter how many times you remind them. Poor baby gets woken up from her naps almost every day! I know I should put her upstairs to sleep but I can't leave Dev to fend for himself while I'm up there with her. Dale is supposed to put her crib together tonight, would you believe she is still sleeping in her co sleeper at night? Maybe once the crib is set up I'll try and get her to nap upstairs.

I've been helping her to sit up by herself and she was doing so well but the past day or two she's gone back to being very unsteady. One step forward, two steps back, isn't that how the saying goes? I guess I'm expecting too much. I just want her to be normal, ya know? I read about all the other babies her age playing peek a boo, clapping their hands, cruising the furniture and being brave enough to take their first steps and my heart just sinks. It makes me sad for her, for what she may never become. We are one day closer to Tuesday. I've been reading and searching the net and I have a few theories about what her diagnosis may be. I pray that her neuro appointment gives us some answers.