OMG! Could my emotions possibly be more all over the place? I fessed up to Mike about looking at the mchat again. I said that the good news is that Spencer passes. He said, "I know, I filled the real one out today." I know that I won't be totally okay until a doctor says he's okay and that can't happen before March 10th, cause that when his next appt is. However, when we put him to bed this evening, I looked at him and said goodnight. Usually, lately anyway, I wait for him to look at me and then count to make sure he's maintaining eye contact for more than "a second or two." Tonight I made the conscious decision not to do that. I just said my usual stuff, and left. Progress. I really know that he is fine. I really do.

Anyway, I can't wait until all of this is behind us.

Mike didn't hear back from his friend at the company he was hoping to get a job with. We are taking that as a sign that the "reject" really meant reject and the guy is embarrassed that he made Mike feel like a shoe-in. Oh well. Mike asked for my honest opinion and I gave it. I said, find a new job. Branch out. Maybe technical writing isn't your calling. Maybe managing a game store is, maybe it isn't, but you'll never know until you at least apply and ask some questions. He's worried about being home less than he is. I appreciate that. I like having him around. And I know that if he were in retail, I'd be alone more often. We'd cope, I want him to be happy.

Mike and Spencer played tonight. Really played. They were smashing cars together. Teh ride-on school bus and the new dump truck. Spencer has rarely laughed that hard for anyone but me. I'm so happy about that. Mike was prepping bottles for RaRa and I said, let me do that, I played wiht Spencer all day, it's your turn. Not in an I-need-a-break way, but in an I've-been-having-fun way. Mike have fun with Spencer, which is just as importannt as Spencer having fun wiht Mike. Like father, like son lol.

Oh, and Spencer did cut another incisor when we were down south. So that morning when he was slapping his face, but didn't want anything to eat and I was so frustrated, he was telling me that his mouth hurt. Cool! (not that his mouth hurt, the telling part is cool)

Spencer imitated me doing a monkey noise today. And was saying bye-bye and hi at appropriate times with fabulous pronunciation.

RaRa had a good day too. She was happy, and slept a bunch. She's so adorable. She's a determined roller now. She was on her back about 3 seconds after I laid her down this evening. Then she was upset, but I let her got for a whopping 2 minutes and she fell asleep on her back. Cool! It won't be long before this blog is more evne split between both kids, instead of being 90% Spencer. It's going so fast. That's both bad and good.

So, to recap. I'm feeling happy and hopeful. That's been the exception rather than the rule lately, so I'm taking it. Hopefully, this is the beginning of a better time, and not just a lull in the action...