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Aug. 2nd, 2007 11:35 pmElise...
My little baby daughter is 3 months old. Every time I layed her down for a diaper, last night, she rolled over onto her belly. It takes her about 15 seconds to accomplish and is hilarious to watch. I'm too proud to stop her. She did it four times in a row, and then squirmed her naked way a few inches. She spins in circles, on her belly, full 360s, and for the first time - yesterday afternoon - she crept forward a bit. Enough so to leave the rug she was near the edge of and press her forehead into the recliner sitting near it. Today she's back to spinning. She holds my fingers in her fists and STANDS. Swaying and jerking and periodically I have to grip one of her little hands as it slips, but hey.
I sat filling in her baby book two nights ago. I was on the "We brought you home" page, it says "Write about baby's first few days at home". Well, hmm. In the week and a half between her getting out of the hospital and us leaving Boston, we went to the pediatrician twice, the hospital for outpatient labwork twice, we spent one night on the phone with the ped about a fever and 2 afternoons talking by phone with her about phenobarb dosage. Anywhere we went, we had to pack the breastpump, bottles, nipples, phenobarbital and syringe into the diaper bag. I was constantly evaluating her color and trying to act like her tremors were no big deal. Then there was the NICU's follow-up calls, and the afternoon I spent convinced that she was cortically blind.
I thought I was still tense. But I had forgotten what tense really was. Jeez man, just jeez. How blessed am I? Three months old, and the last time Laura was here she got to hear her really laugh, over and over as I popped out and made a funny sound at her.
With each of my other children, I have been so SAD about each new age. I used to wake up every morning with Ananda, for instance, and say things like "You'll never be 19 days old again". I have been known to cry as I pack away things that they've outgrown (and then cry as I go through them at some later date). It's TOTALLY different with her. I am so freaking excited with each passing week that she's still doing well and seeming normal for her age.
Dr Becker in Wellesley told me, when I asked how long it would be before we could know SOMETHING definitively about her prognosis, "Well, we'll know more at 6 months. We'll know a LOT more at a year. Two years is usually the big one, because that's when language starts happening and you can see some real long term stuff happening with mobility."
"We'll know more at 6 months". We're halfway there! And she isn't lagging at all! I think I want the calendar pages to just start flying by while she's doing great, before anything can change.
There's so much happening, with all of my kids, that I have to keep up with. Ananda had somehow outgrown all but one pair of shorts, as of the beginning of this week, for example. I realized this on the same day that Jake's toes started hanging off the front of his sandals. Off to Target we went. Ananda also needs to be formally evaluated before the new school year starts, so I'd better schedule that tomorrow. She asked when I'm going to start teaching her how to play the flute she got for her birthday today, and so I also need to write that into my homeschool plan. Oh the plan. I had to go to Get Smart and get some aids so I can really teach them well in this Unit Study format, because as it was it was getting really hard to work it all up from scratch and really make it happen every day. We've also switched to waking early and doing school while the little ones sleep, rather than doing it when they nap in the afternoon, because Jake is napping semi-irregularly now and we don't always get that window. But he, Isaac and Elise all sleep for a couple of hours after A and A pretty consistently. Grant and I talked about Isaac going to preschool, and it seems like something he would really really REALLY love, and we asked him - it's all he talks about now. "I'm gonna make some fwe-yands!" He kills me. So I've been researching all these different preschools in the area, and which ones do or don't accept county vouchers or have financial aid programs. Preschool starts on the 20th. Aaron's Karate will be paid in the fall by web-trade, we'll be paying for dance or soccer for Annie. Ananda and Aaron start Awana on Wednesday nights at the church where they had VBS, starting on the 15th, and as their next bedtime chapter book they unanimously wanted Narnia. Annie was dying for it again, and Aaron is ready for it now. They are totally riveted, it's incredible how much more this holds his attention than Harry Potter. I mean he LIKES HP, and hears most of it, but sometimes I can tell his mind wanders, and he sure as heck wasn't consistently begging for more at the end of each chapter like they both do with this.
They're all doing well. I'm feeling a bit guilty for how totally incapable we seem at attending to responsibilities OUTSIDE of our little bubble...I manage to write these entries and read most of my friends page, but rarely have a chance to comment. We're keeping up with groceries and backed up bills and things that pop up, like the school supplies and clothes, but it's slower paying back people who were kind enough to loan us money than I thought it would be. I'm having this ridiculous time making it to the post office to mail a package someone can use, that I've promised them, and didn't manage to call my Nana on her birthday. I hate feeling so slack, but it's counterbalanced by feeling SO accomplished in all these other ways. I have two emails I just now remembered have been sitting unanswered for days, from local people, about a meetup we're attending next week with another family, and the PATH dinners...
I love you, Nana. I love everyone who helped us out. I love you, Becky, and have your covers gathered, they will come!! I love everyone on my friends page and am sorry to not be telling you more. Anyone in PATH reading this, we love you! One of these days, we'll be out of this new baby vaccum and able to step outside this circle in more consistent ways.
And lastly, after several comments piqued my interest and I did some research, I think I might be Episcopalian in the end. But I haven't done any real world experimenting yet; this is all based on input from lj'ers and wikipedia so far ;)
Oh! Also! Harry Potter fans! J.K.R. talks about the future of the characters, after book 7, here - http://www.iht.com/articles/ap/2007/07/30/arts/EU-A-E-Britain-Potters-Afterlife.php
My little baby daughter is 3 months old. Every time I layed her down for a diaper, last night, she rolled over onto her belly. It takes her about 15 seconds to accomplish and is hilarious to watch. I'm too proud to stop her. She did it four times in a row, and then squirmed her naked way a few inches. She spins in circles, on her belly, full 360s, and for the first time - yesterday afternoon - she crept forward a bit. Enough so to leave the rug she was near the edge of and press her forehead into the recliner sitting near it. Today she's back to spinning. She holds my fingers in her fists and STANDS. Swaying and jerking and periodically I have to grip one of her little hands as it slips, but hey.
I sat filling in her baby book two nights ago. I was on the "We brought you home" page, it says "Write about baby's first few days at home". Well, hmm. In the week and a half between her getting out of the hospital and us leaving Boston, we went to the pediatrician twice, the hospital for outpatient labwork twice, we spent one night on the phone with the ped about a fever and 2 afternoons talking by phone with her about phenobarb dosage. Anywhere we went, we had to pack the breastpump, bottles, nipples, phenobarbital and syringe into the diaper bag. I was constantly evaluating her color and trying to act like her tremors were no big deal. Then there was the NICU's follow-up calls, and the afternoon I spent convinced that she was cortically blind.
I thought I was still tense. But I had forgotten what tense really was. Jeez man, just jeez. How blessed am I? Three months old, and the last time Laura was here she got to hear her really laugh, over and over as I popped out and made a funny sound at her.
With each of my other children, I have been so SAD about each new age. I used to wake up every morning with Ananda, for instance, and say things like "You'll never be 19 days old again". I have been known to cry as I pack away things that they've outgrown (and then cry as I go through them at some later date). It's TOTALLY different with her. I am so freaking excited with each passing week that she's still doing well and seeming normal for her age.
Dr Becker in Wellesley told me, when I asked how long it would be before we could know SOMETHING definitively about her prognosis, "Well, we'll know more at 6 months. We'll know a LOT more at a year. Two years is usually the big one, because that's when language starts happening and you can see some real long term stuff happening with mobility."
"We'll know more at 6 months". We're halfway there! And she isn't lagging at all! I think I want the calendar pages to just start flying by while she's doing great, before anything can change.
There's so much happening, with all of my kids, that I have to keep up with. Ananda had somehow outgrown all but one pair of shorts, as of the beginning of this week, for example. I realized this on the same day that Jake's toes started hanging off the front of his sandals. Off to Target we went. Ananda also needs to be formally evaluated before the new school year starts, so I'd better schedule that tomorrow. She asked when I'm going to start teaching her how to play the flute she got for her birthday today, and so I also need to write that into my homeschool plan. Oh the plan. I had to go to Get Smart and get some aids so I can really teach them well in this Unit Study format, because as it was it was getting really hard to work it all up from scratch and really make it happen every day. We've also switched to waking early and doing school while the little ones sleep, rather than doing it when they nap in the afternoon, because Jake is napping semi-irregularly now and we don't always get that window. But he, Isaac and Elise all sleep for a couple of hours after A and A pretty consistently. Grant and I talked about Isaac going to preschool, and it seems like something he would really really REALLY love, and we asked him - it's all he talks about now. "I'm gonna make some fwe-yands!" He kills me. So I've been researching all these different preschools in the area, and which ones do or don't accept county vouchers or have financial aid programs. Preschool starts on the 20th. Aaron's Karate will be paid in the fall by web-trade, we'll be paying for dance or soccer for Annie. Ananda and Aaron start Awana on Wednesday nights at the church where they had VBS, starting on the 15th, and as their next bedtime chapter book they unanimously wanted Narnia. Annie was dying for it again, and Aaron is ready for it now. They are totally riveted, it's incredible how much more this holds his attention than Harry Potter. I mean he LIKES HP, and hears most of it, but sometimes I can tell his mind wanders, and he sure as heck wasn't consistently begging for more at the end of each chapter like they both do with this.
They're all doing well. I'm feeling a bit guilty for how totally incapable we seem at attending to responsibilities OUTSIDE of our little bubble...I manage to write these entries and read most of my friends page, but rarely have a chance to comment. We're keeping up with groceries and backed up bills and things that pop up, like the school supplies and clothes, but it's slower paying back people who were kind enough to loan us money than I thought it would be. I'm having this ridiculous time making it to the post office to mail a package someone can use, that I've promised them, and didn't manage to call my Nana on her birthday. I hate feeling so slack, but it's counterbalanced by feeling SO accomplished in all these other ways. I have two emails I just now remembered have been sitting unanswered for days, from local people, about a meetup we're attending next week with another family, and the PATH dinners...
I love you, Nana. I love everyone who helped us out. I love you, Becky, and have your covers gathered, they will come!! I love everyone on my friends page and am sorry to not be telling you more. Anyone in PATH reading this, we love you! One of these days, we'll be out of this new baby vaccum and able to step outside this circle in more consistent ways.
And lastly, after several comments piqued my interest and I did some research, I think I might be Episcopalian in the end. But I haven't done any real world experimenting yet; this is all based on input from lj'ers and wikipedia so far ;)
Oh! Also! Harry Potter fans! J.K.R. talks about the future of the characters, after book 7, here - http://www.iht.com/articles/ap/2007/07/30/arts/EU-A-E-Britain-Potters-Afterlife.php
