So we started Physical Therapy, which has stressed me out a great deal because it made me feel somewhat panicked that it wouldn't work or that something else was really wrong--despite the fact that both my husband and my parents reassured me a hundred times that he was fine.
Now here we are three weeks later and he stood up! He did it last night and now this morning he's doing it like he's always been doing it.
During the last three weeks, I've been having a hard time writing because all of my focus has gone to him and trying to work with him and, frankly, fear didn't let anything else in.
But this morning I feel fantastic. I think I'm going to be able to write today!
He stood up!!