Thursday, June 25, 2009

HOLY COW! Passed my exam!!!

Okay, no baby updates here (sorry) . . . 

So FINALLY I got my big white envelope in the mail today, for which I drove home when I had a 1-hour opening due to a patient cancellation JUST to stop at the mailbox and keep driving right back to work.  (I was tipped off by friends on the east coast who had gotten their letters the day before that I would likely get mine today.)  I ripped open that envelope standing in the middle of the street, my car running and driver's side door wide open, and when I saw "Dear Ms. Cathcart, Congratulations!"  I started doing a little dance in the street.  

So now I'm a WCS, which means Women's Health Certified Specialist through our national physical therapy organization.  Which yes (as I've been asked multiple times) does add letters to my name:  Darla Cathcart, MPT, WCS, CLT.  I don't know how many people passed, but we will be the very first group of Women's Health specialists (there are other certs in existence) to walk the stage at the recognition ceremony at one of our big annual conferences in San Diego next year.  It will be sweet!  And all my Duke buds (another 6 folks) and my professional organization buds (3 others) all passed too.  So we'll have a grand reunion.

Thanks everyone for your prayers and for asking me every now and then "Have you heard anything yet?"  I appreciate your thoughts.  Okay, as my co-worker Tina says, Praise the Lord!

Monday, June 1, 2009


Fo' real!  Chris and I witnessed it twice tonight - arm, arm, leg, leg for about a foot and a half.

Papa (my dad) witnessed a version of his crawling first on Saturday night (5/30).  I was in Jacksonville, FL, at a conference.  Chris was at an engagement party in Shreveport, and the boys were spending the night with my parents.  My dad calls at 9pm that night to tell me that Luke had made his way 4 feet across the floor to a toy, and repeated it again for my mom.  I asked "Did he crawl?" to which my dad answered "Well . . . "  So then I continued to ask questions: "Did he roll across the floor, did he wiggle across on his belly, did he flop forward?"  No, no, and no.  "Okay, so tell me EXACTLY what he did."  "Well," my dad answered, "he moved one leg, then one arm, then another arm, then jumped both legs forward at the same time.  And then he repeated it until he got to the toy."  Then I made my dad put my mom on the phone to confirm that she saw the same thing.  I decided that counts as crawling.  (Am I right?  Well, I don't really care if anyone else thinks I'm right!)

So then Chris' parents witnessed him doing the same thing Sunday, and we finally tonight got to see an apparently more refined version of arm, arm, leg, leg, and not the double leg hop.  So we are rejoicing, as another very long-awaited milestone is checked off for Luke.  We are really starting to believe now that he will catch up before too long!  And we are also glad that he has been so much happier now that he is mobile.