Diagnosis - Handsome Boy

This week has been a tough one for the little man. On Monday we went to the ENT doctor where it was determined he is a "high risk" for continued ear infections and needs ear tubes. At one point the doctor said his ears still looked gunky, after being on antibiotics for 10 days.

The doctor also said "Wow, that is a handsome boy." And I couldn't agree more.

Roark is awesome. Over the past couple weeks I have realized and I am determined to continue to do things in Roark's best interest. Even if it means he has to have surgery. It concerns me greatly that these ear infections can lead to hearing loss and speech developmental problems. I pray that I am doing this early enough so that his speech isn't hindered.

This morning he was so sweet when he was waking up...the dogs ran into his room and he pointed at them saying "Dah" and I responded with, "that's right, dog." To which Roark said, "Woof, woof."

This kid is brilliant.

Spending so much time, and energy on this little man and having him bring me so much joy, I'm perplexed by parent's who don't put their childrens needs first. I'm mystified that some parent's would rather play with their phone than play with their kid. I'm baffled by parent's who don't keep an eye on their children. I'm stunned by the way parent's talk to their children, yelling at them. Even if the children are babies and don't know any better. Why do parent's feel that yelling at a crying baby (who can't communicate what the problem is) will make the situation better?

I just don't get it...children are magical creatures. They are delicate, innocent, treasures and as parent's it is our responsibility to protect them, to nurture them, to enlighten them. As parent's our rewards are their smiles and laughter.