It is really hard some days to do it ALL, and stay positive and upbeat and count those blessings. We have already seen so much progress with Mason's 6 sessions of therapy a week, and that is what gets me up everyday! In between all the therapies, I am constantly working with him to stimulate him and make him aware of the things he should be doing at 8 months(sitting, rolling, crawling, reaching, pushing up) and it shows...but God, some days everything seems so surreal, like I'm in a dream..a bad one, and I will wake up, and everything will be "normal", but then I realize this is my dream, and Mason is everything and more to me, and I wouldn't change that for the world. Because of him, I have learned so much, and have a new found gratitude for creating life..because there's people in the world who aren't even given that opportunity, and I will never take that for granted. Besides all that there is no one on Earth who makes me smile quite like he does, or makes me so proud quite like he does. Mason is my kind of perfect, and we will keep on truckin every day, moment by moment, enjoying the good, the bad, and everything in between.