Dreaming . . .

Last night, I dreamt that Sammie B just took off crawling. The dream was SO very very clear to me, and I remembered it perfectly when I woke up. In the dream, she was sitting on the floor, and then just literally took off, with a HUGE smile, just like I've always imagined she will when that day comes. I know that she'll LOVE mobility. Love exploring her world, her way, without having to be carried to where she'd like to go . . .

I know we'll get there (maybe not through crawling because I suspect we will skip that and go right to walking whenever that happens; she hates the four-point position so so much but LOVES standing), and I know her smile will be huge. (As will mine). But the dream had me feeling all wistful . . . which was annoying because I thought I'd found that "good place" again. Oh well, it was a sweet dream, and someday, someday it will be a reality.

In other news, Sammie B has had two GREAT OT sessions that I've missed. I'm trying not to get all the working-mama guilt for missing these sessions since the ones prior to this were less than good, and I felt like she just kept looking for me to rescue her from all the hard work . . . so maybe without me there to rescue her (or for her to think I might rescue her) she might do BETTER in OT? A silver lining to the working-mama woes? We'll see . . . this month my Tuesdays off are shot, so I'll likely miss several OT sessions. I still feel like PT is the bigger concern, so if I only get to go to one appointment per week, I'll make it that one, and since its a crazy busy month, it might only be one appointment/week for me! Here's to hoping the sessions continue to go well, even without me there! (And here's to be uber-grateful we have our fabulous nanny to take Sammie B to all of these appointments, to keep me updated via blackberry messenger, and to keep the pictures coming . . . that's what a working mama needs to stay sane!).

AND, HERE'S TO HOPING DREAMS COME TRUE . . .