Oh How I Love Rocky

No, not the movie "Rocky." Rocky our nurse practioner. She's amazing. We went to see her today for Eli's 9-month well-child check-up (that's a lot of hyphenated words!).

Ask anyone who knows me well and they will tell you that I need a lot of assurance. And reassurance. And re-re-assurance. If I'm in a difficult situation, I need someone to tell me that it will be okay, and then remind me 5 minutes later, and 5 minutes again after that. If I'm worrying about something and am trying to give it to God, I thrive off of someone telling me not to worry, to rest in the Lord. I love reassurance!

And that is exactly what Rocky gave me today. Since Eli is a premie, I (and all his doctors) watch him extra closely for any sort of prematurity-related problems he might have. I worry about anything and everything regarding Eli, because I want so badly to ensure that he is getting everything he needs to grow and develop. I try so hard to "cast my cares upon Him," and I'm learning so much about giving my worries to God. But a little assurance goes a long way with me- perhaps God even uses others to assure me that He's in control as He teaches me to let go of my worries.

Anyway, today Rocky sat and praised Eli for the longest time. "Look at him!" she kept telling me. "Look how bright, interactive, and charming he is! He's tracking 100% with his gestational age. He doesn't need any other kind of therapy to help him develop. He's getting there just fine." Oh, how my heart soared! I needed so badly to hear that from someone in the medical profession! Thank you God for Rocky!

My heart is light this afternoon as I go over her words in my head. Eli is doing just fine. Just fine!

And he also happens to weigh 13# 9 oz., which is an 8-oz. gain from his last weigh-in. Our tiny baby is growing so much! He is currently sleeping off the memory of the shots he got today, poor guy. :)