In the last 24 hours, I’ve had thoughts of the future. Good thoughts. Usually, they’re bad thoughts.

What if Luca could walk?! How would my life change? He’d be so cute toddling along. I’d have to have patience and wait for him- but it’d be so worth it. Him climbing into his car seat. Him holding hands with his sister. Him maybe even kicking a soccer ball? Or my daughter’s dream; playing tag with her brother?!

Yesterday, Luca stood against my legs. Did the same at childcare and then the same with his Nonna. Later, his dad encouraged him to stand (holding his hands) and (super) slowly, he put one foot over and in front of the other. It’s a start!!!

Merry fricken Christmas!