Introduction of my crazy, lovable life

I knew my husband was quirky when we were dating. Funny how back then everything was attractive or "special" about him to my star filled, lovesick eyes. The fact that he kept a written record of what to wear on what day or that he rotated the underwear and socks in his drawers so that nothing got worn out too quickly never even phased me...huh. So, I walked the aisle with the love of my life.
Suddenly those quirks that were so adorable were invading my space and organizing my things; not so "special" anymore. We both gave a little and managed to come to the end of our first year more mature about love and truly more in love than the day we married. God was gracious!
We found out we were pregnant about three months after our first anniversary. The pregnancy was a difficult one with preterm labor, bedrest, and pre-eclampsia. We nearly lost our baby girl during delivery, but felt blessed by the miracle that she survived. Her name is Faith.
She was a very peculiar baby, and I didn't quite know how to handle her. She hated being held and would arch away from me constantly. The guilt I felt was tremendous. She would eat every hour for the first four months. Even as a newborn she could not be still...we burned out the batteries in the swing faster than we could get back out to buy more. I honestly didn't know what to do with her! I finally gave up and just realized it was just her.
Nineteen months later our beautiful boy arrived. Five hours after his birth the doctors told me they weren't sure he would survive the day. Craig James fought and won the battle. However, we knew there were possibilities of long term damage.
When he was a year old I realized he was very far behind in his social skills, and that he didn't seem to hear me when I called to him. This is how our journey began...