I hate to complain about the sticky weather, but can the humidity climb any higher?? Yuck. Feels wet just walking outside!
The girls and I ventured to story time at the CF Library this morning, well, actually, we went to meet a friend and her two boys, and just happened to arrive mid-story time. Nora was quite disruptive, but she seemed to somewhat enjoy watching the other kids. After that finished we stayed to play while I attempted an adult conversation with my friend. It’s always difficult with kids, but it was really good to see her. And nice to get out of the house. I stopped on the way home for a Happy Meal for Nora, which she is actually eating now. Surprise surprise. Maybe all the activity wore her out and made her hungry. Next will be her nap, as it’s after 1pm.
Update on that house in Hudson we made an offer on… Our realtor texted me last night that the sellers could now make 600k work. Interesting, since our final offer was 585k. I guess I’m giving up on it. It’s not that we can’t afford 600k, more than we, and our realtor, don’t believe the house is worth more than 585k, mainly since it’s outside of town. So the search continues. Maybe it’s a sign. Makes me wonder if God is trying to give me more opportunities to realize we need to move back closer to Iowa City.
Eric didn’t get home last night until close to 9pm. I’m not sure exactly when he finished his clinic in Ft. Dodge, but he made time to have lunch with his grandparents and mother after. It shouldn’t annoy me, but it does. As him having a late lunch/early dinner with them meant he didn’t start his 90 mile drive home until 5:30pm. He could have been home by then. And to make matters worse, he got a call from the ER on his drive home that he needed to come see a patient. Ugh. It’s never ending. I despise bedtime alone. Nadia is getting her top four teeth, thus she is always fussy, bedtime being no exception. I stopped reading to Nora in her room five times to go calm Nadia. Which never actually did calm her. Nora was finally in bed around 8pm at which point I just stopped fighting bedtime with Nadia and brought her out to play a bit more. In the end, it all worked out, but it totally stresses me out when both are screaming, both need me… I never quite know how to separate my time. Neither want to wait, Nora crying just as much as Nadia if I walk away from her.
As for Nora’s eating, I’m going to call her pediatrician this afternoon and ask for a referral to feeding therapy. There is a therapist at the same location where I’ve been taking Nadia for speech and physical therapy. Ugh, the thought of going there three times a week overwhelms me, but… Nora isn’t gaining weight. I hate picking her up, she’s just bones. Even her face seems sunken in lately. Or maybe it’s just my imagination, I don’t know. Meals are just so stressful for me. I actually avoid taking her out places because it’s so stressful if events fall over mealtime or involve food. I hate this feeling. I’d at least like them to evaluate her.
Today was Nadia’s second visit with the Physical Therapist (PT). The PT was actually quite happy with her progress, although personally, I see no progress. Nadia still isn’t crawling, although maybe she is reaching to the sides for toys when sitting a bit more now than she was a week ago. Nadia will use both of her hands to reach and grab for toys, but she much prefers her right, and also leans very much to her right when sitting. I think the PT was going to review Nadia’s most recent brain MRI to see on which side the brain bleed occurred.
Homework for this week is more of the same… encourage Nadia to reach when seated and during tummy time, both to the sides and in front of her. The PT also suggested taking Nadia to a park to swing, as she suspects that part of Nadia’s issues are related to her strong dislike of motion. I guess I’m not sure how much I believe this, as we’ve had her in swings with a lot of movement at home since she was born… I have noticed that Nadia prefers not to be held when drinking bottles. She much prefers lying on the floor or propped up on a pillow. Is that weird? Anyone else’s child not like being held when eating?
Nadia’s Physical Therapy (PT) Evaluation was as expected today… The therapist was super, super nice and helpful. The environment was super relaxed, and I didn’t take Nora, as requested, so I was able to fully focus on Nadia and participate in the exam.
As expected though, Nadia is slightly behind in meeting first year milestones. Not to the point where she can’t catch up, but thus behind according to this particular PT for her adjusted age of about 8 months now. The good news though, is that this therapist doesn’t see any reason why Nadia won’t at some point function as a completely normal child regarding such milestones. This was huge for me to hear, as the neonatologists seem to shy away from saying such… Ever since Nadia’s brain bleed and lack of oxygen to her brain was discovered, I feel like so many doctors are scared to predict future behavior. And I realize no one truly knows, as the brain, especially a baby’s brain, is a magical thing capable of much healing, but still, hearing no major issues were found at this point was pretty huge for me.
I wish I could really remember everything that was discussed, but since most of it was a bit foreign to me, I just can’t. I do know the PT reviewed Nadia’s movements, making sure she was using both sides of her body equally, arms and legs, which she is. I knew this was the case through from several neurology exams, but still nice to hear again.
Nadia was not the biggest fan of the PT, but this wasn’t surprising, as Nadia seems to scream for most strangers lately. This is our homework for the next week…
All this sounds simple though… We shall see! The therapist would like to see Nadia weekly for the next four weeks and then we’ll re-evaluate to see how many more visits, if any, are required.
I feel like Nora is regressing a bit lately… When it comes to eating… The past week she has eaten much less than what is even normal for her, which is little to begin with. And she’s been crying lately for a bottle. I hate she still takes bottles at two, but… In bottles she either gets Pediasure or toddler formula meant for two year-olds. The formula is probably better for her than any real food I can get her to eat, as she is limiting herself to popsicles, ‘fruit’ snacks, chicken nuggets, fish sticks, cheese, and the occasional frozen gogurt. The pediasure is pure sugar, so although it was recommended by the neonatologists who still follow her from Iowa City, I’m not a huge fan of it. And I know, plenty of moms with ‘normal’ kids will tell me she will eat when she’s hungry, but I’m beginning to think that isn’t the case. I’ve noticed often Nora is extremely moody, but if I give her Pediasure, she perks up and is happy, like perhaps she was just overhungry. Why wouldn’t she connect eating with feeling full? Ugh…
My other thought is jealously… She sees Nadia getting a bottle and wants the same attention… I don’t know. I’m running out of ideas, but feeding Nora is seriously so stressful for me. I dread mealtimes. I don’t know what to offer her. She just stares at almost everything except her standard mac and cheese. How many meals in a row can a child eat the same thing??? She used to like apples, but even those she turns her nose up at lately. Most vegetables she spits out. She did eat quite a few pistachios at dinner tonight, which shocked me. Of all things for her to eat!
I know Nora isn’t gaining weight, as she steps on our scale every morning as she likes the beeps it makes… Nadia is so much easier to feed, as so far she likes lots of the baby food I’ve tried with her. I wasn’t originally going to do baby food with Nadia, thinking baby-led weaning would be easier. But I did the baby led shit with Nora and see how well that worked out! So Nadia is getting jars of stuff that sometimes smells awful, but she likes it!
Tomorrow afternoon is Nadia’s first physical therapy appointment. I have no idea what to expect, but I’m nervous. I guess I don’t want to find out she’s behind in meeting milestones for her age. But perhaps knowing sooner rather than later is better…