Saturday, September 26, 2009


The day after Eliot's feeding program ended, we left for a four-night stay in Hilton Head. It was our first family vacation, and it was AWESOME.

Let me warn you . . . there's a whole lotta Axt family in this video, but you can't blame me - it was the twins' first time on the beach, first time in the ocean, and the first time they got to show off their chic, new suits.

Monday, September 14, 2009


The twins have recently started a new Parents' Morning Out program at a local church here in Decatur. Owen goes three days a week, and Elie goes twice. This gives Elie and me a chance to work in all of her different therapies on Friday without having to schlep her big brother around town, too.

Here are the twins this morning - complete with smiles and backpacks. I mean, seriously. If it gets cuter than this, I think my head might explode.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

class of september 2009

"Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom? But we hope it, we know it." ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

I still cannot get over how much the Marcus feeding program helped Eliot. Our initial goal entering the program was to cut her g-tube feedings in half. After only four weeks, we were able to get her off of the g-tube completely, and on 100% oral feeds. She now eats four meals a day, without fuss or complaint. I think she actually enjoys food now. The stress surrounding mealtime has become a distant memory.

A lot of you are probably wondering about Eliot's g-tube ("Hey! If she's eating, does she still need to have an eight-inch tube hanging from her gut?"). The answer for now is "yes." We will see how her G.I. doctor feels about the tube at her appointment this November. We're in no rush, quite honestly. At least she always has something to play with in the bath tub.

For now, it's time to celebrate Eliot's last day at the Marcus Center's Pediatric Feeding Disorders Program. It's time to celebrate going from a D- during the first few weeks, to graduating with an A+. It's time for Eliot to enjoy fall's fresh asparagus, and hot chicken nuggets from Chick-fil-A.

Eight long weeks; a great eight weeks; a successful eight weeks. Go now into the future, sweet Eliot, and ask your daddy to make you some mac and cheese. Congratulations, my smart baby girl, on your first graduation. You are a class act, through and through.