Hi! Sorry we’ve been so m.i.a. this winter. I don’t think there’ve been four consecutive days where all members of the Wesson house have been healthy since November and it’s been a pretty draining winter. I know I’m not the only one who’s finding it hard to find the energy for anything but the survival basics.

Oliver is great. He’s the cutest, sweetest, busiest little boy. He’s smart and sweet and funny and fun. He loves to make people smile and is really in to telling everyone what all the animals are called… when he’s not suffering from the mommy-itis. He’s got a pretty serious case of that 😉

He still loves nothing more than to twirl his hair when he’s sleepy even after his first haircut and his favourite person in the world is Sister. She feels the same way about Baby Brother. He loved Christmas, New year’s, the ice storm and daddy being home for the holidays.

Oliver went to England for the first time in November. It was so nice for him to meet my whole family and we had such a great time in spite of the sad circumstances (my grandad went to be with my grandma). I wish we’d gone sooner but it was wonderful watching my confident little girl explain England to him with her wealth of experience and he took to his British family the same way all of us Canadian transplants have… like there never was an ocean between us.

RSV went through Poppy’s preschool and I lived in terror but was comforted when we brought him to CDH clinic and Dr Chiu told me that it looks like a cold, he’s had it and he’s survived it. She said its a great sign and it has taken a little bit of the fear away. We’re still doing our best to avoid it but knowing his little lung (and the little nub that could… it’s maybe growing!) is strong enough to kick both CDH and RSV butt and that’s really reassuring.

He rocked his 18 month developmental clinic, solving problems, walking up stairs and basically just proving what we already suspected. He’s above average 😉 Ping, his wonderful nurse practitioner, came to see us. I emailed her last night because he’s been throwing up since Sunday. His CDH team is trying to wean him off one of his reflux meds, and it seems like he’s just not ready for it yet. We’re going to try again later but for now he’s going to go back to his regular doses. I was so scared last night, on the phone with Dr Erin who was kind enough to call from Calgary to help ease my mind that he wasn’t reherniating, didn’t have a bowel obstruction, didn’t have meningitis, wasn’t having migraine induced vomiting…. The internet is a scary place for an anxious mom at one in the morning. So on the bright side it is nice that we got to see Ping in person and she could look at him and reassure me that his breathing was normal. While hooked up to a monitor. I think I might actually sleep tonight. If I can get past the guilt.

So, that’s the Ollie update. He’s great. He loves his grandparents and trucks and chocolate and is a really normal, ridiculously awesome little boy who I am in awe of every single day. I love this little snuggle monkey and I’m so thankful that you do too.

Xo