Kudos to you, mommy...

So without going into lots of details (blogs are so public and some things I just don't want to talk about with the WHOLE WORLD... but if an individual really wants to know what's going on, let me know and I will send you a personal email)... (I guess that's my disclaimer and I hope the rest of this post makes sense):

Anyway, I'm going to pat myself on the back a little bit... most of the time I feel like the harried mother who is constantly battling with my little one. And the doctor we met with today told me that she was so pleased to see how well I interact with him... how patient I am (and I felt like I was constantly telling him not to touch this or that, etc.), how I engage with him, etc. Anyway, it made my day that an outside person would compliment my mothering when most of the time I feel inadequate (I think we probably all feel this way). Pavlos is totally fine, just needs a little speech and occupational therapy to get him ready for possibly entering kindergarten (or primer as we call it at Agia Sophia). That's all I'm going to say about that....

Happy Anniversary, I guess...

It’s my mother in law’s birthday which is why I know that today is the one year anniversary of when I first entered the hospital. For those who I got to “know” better through that experience (my blogging friends and you know who you are)… can you believe it’s been a year?!?!? I cannot. Do we ever fully recover from an experience like that? The scars are slowly healing (although, the other day, one of my incisions from the splenectomy was bothering me… it’s right on my waist line and so sometimes clothing rubs it the wrong way (literally) and I hope that I have learned a little bit better the meaning of the word struggle.
I tried to read my hospital blog a few weeks ago. It still makes me very emotional. I admit, I cried. I guess I am just too busy with the boys to be able to really spend a lot of time thinking about what happened. I don’t know if that is good or bad. And, after all is said and done, I do have Baby Petros, who will be one in a month. He is one sweet pea who can be very grumpy (like his pappous) but who loves to hug and snuggle (unlike his big brother).
I apologize if this feels a bit disjointed, there is so much more that I want to write, but I don’t have the time. This small bit took me all day! So, here are some pics of the boys. Thanks for reading!

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