A week has gone by

Today marks one week since Jackson started school!
He has done by well! Jackson seems to think that he needs to bring his froggy (wubbanub) every morning. He holds onto it with a death grip while getting on the bus. I guess froggy protects him! Each time Jack gets home, he immediately points to his backpack and says, "froggy." I think it's funny how he clings to this frog. I love, even more, how he remembers that froggy is in his backpack!

Here's the kicker...
Jack went to P.E. on Friday and today he went to the Library and even brought a book home for the week!

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jack had his second day of school today! The pick-up this morning went well. He was nervous on the lift. I would be too! While waiting for the bus, we talked about the swing and the stander. Jack started kicking his feet and yelling! He was excited!

 

Today, when Jack came home, there was a gold gift bag inside of the backpack labeled, "A Surprise for Mom and Dad!" Inside the bag was a CD-R labeled, "Jackson's 1st and 2nd day of school. Enjoy!" A sticky note attached said, "Becky, There's a surprise on here-watch immed!! Angie, PT."

Below you will see pictures from the 1st day of school. After that, two videos from the 2nd day of school. Be prepared to cry! I did!

 

First day of preschool!

Wow! Jackson official started preschool today! He just turned 3 yesterday and he started preschool today! 

In Illinois (I don't know what other states do), as soon as a child in EI (Early Intervention) turns 3 they begin preschool in the public school system. Instead of waiting until August or September, Jack gets to attend in January! He'll have 2 1/2 years or preschool experience. He'll receive therapy as well!

Jackson thought the candle was cool! He did NOT like when we blew it out.

He also got to ride a bus for the first time! 

A child has to be able to walk up the steps of a school bus in order to ride without assistance. This simply means that Jackson gets to take his KidKart (wheelchair) on the bus!

Yes, I cried after the bus left. I cried a lot. Once under control,I quickly got in the van and went to Jack's school so I could turn in his paper work, bring a package of diapers, and most importantly, take pictures!

Waiting for the bus. Jack doesn't understand why he can't go back inside to play!

 

"Mom? What is this?!"

"Oh! It's moving! This isn't too bad."

"I'm not so sure about this!"

Jackson has a total of 5 children in his room. His teacher says he'll be the star. None of the kids in his classroom are mobile. None of the kids talk. The other kids don't have very good fine motor skills. Jackson is in this room to receive the maximum amount of physical therapy possible. The teacher, in-class nurse/teaching assistant, and teaching assistant (amazing woman in a wheelchair!) will all apply physical therapy throughout the day. His standing frame is in the classroom and Jack will be in it every day! He will have the opportunity to move up to different rooms as each semester comes. I told him he has to be walking by the time the baby comes! No pressure!  

Here's the rest of the pictures

Evelyn drew a picture for Jackson! It's Spongebob, Patrick, and Krabby Patties!

Jack decided to try to drink water for his 3rd birthday! What a surprise!

He also tried a sippy cup! He said, "numnum!"

Jack did NOT taste his cake. Bummer.

Happy Birthday, big boy! The big '3' Oh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wow!
Jackson is 3! He's 3! I can't believe it! Around Christmas I was thinking about how I couldn't walk without having contractions; around New Years I was thinking about how I had my second overnight observation; On the 2nd I went in for the gestational diabetes test but the hospital didn't have my order so I went to the labor & delivery floor for yet another non-stress test and my contractions were showing and I was 1cm and like three different nurses checked the dilation; around 1:00am on the 3rd (34 weeks pregnant) I drove myself to the hospital, pretty sure I was in labor (contractions coming every 3-4 minutes), spent the next 4 hours sure I was in labor while the nurses didn't think so (as I was nearly jumping off the bed in severe pain!) until they discovered that I was 4 cm and tried to slow labor ( two nurses and the doctor stared at me in agony on the bed, not sure what to do) with magnesium sulfate (my doctor was on vacation) to transfer me to a different hospital (two doses, didn't work); I went in for an emergency c-section (my second, and this time the operating room wasn't fully prepared and it was being stocked as I was getting the spinal, while nearly jumping off the table having horrible contractions) and had our little Jackson at 6:46am! Happy Birthday!
   
     The story evolves from there, like a jump rope twisted in a manner that you can't even find the end.

Pictures will follow. I want to wait until I get pictures of Jack starting his first day of preschool!