Good news with Keegan's hearing. The audiologist said that he had made an "amazing improvement." The only things he couldn't hear were things I could barely hear. We knew he was better after the surgery because he really wanted to start learning words. He can repeat a lot of things but has most recently started pointing and requesting things. Such as the dogs, he points says "pepur" (Pepper) and expects her to appear. He has a harder time with Matsi's name and shortens it to "see." Once he actually said "momma" but it was only once, when I said it first. Tom is of course delighted that Keegan calls out to him with "dada." Isn't that just the way it always is? Us mommas get no love. Actually Keegan now runs to greet me when I pick him up, beams at me when I am singing along to the radio in the car and climbs all over me to wake me up on the weekends. I do feel loved. I think this at every age, but this time is definitely my favorite. Toddlers are such sponges, constantly discovering and learning how to do things.

The contract on the house is signed and ready to proceed. The buyers are speedy and the home inspection is actually happening as we speak. After that milestone we can start packing and getting things ready to move out. I am waiting for the time when it really hits me that this part of my life is over. I think it would have happened earlier if Tom & I weren't still living together. I anticipate a lot of adjustments being made over the next several months as we figure out the best way to parent apart.