Sammie B had her (belated) 15-month appointment with her pediatrician today. Oddly, I wasn't a nervous wreck before this one, probably because we already had the recent neurologist appointment, and I feel like we know where we stand and are doing everything we can with and for Sammie B. So, pretty straightforward appointment - she's 40th percentile for weight, 75th for height (down from 90th, so her growth is sort of evening out I suppose) and 75th for head (also down from 90th). Long and lean.
And, the pediatrician pretty much echoed what the neurologist said (and what we already know) . . . cognitive - great, on target; gross motor - delayed (duh), and we should keep doing what we are doing. One thing that I was happy to hear is that our pediatrician isn't concerned that Sammie B only has three words, she said she looks for 3-4 at a minimum at this age, and that with Sam's low tone, its not surprising that she doesn't have more. So, she said it would be premature (in her opinion) to do speech therapy, which I know B and I are both relieved to hear . . . our lives are so complicated already with THREE appointments each week. Not that we wouldn't add another if we needed to, but happy to not have to for now. When we were leaving, our pediatrician said, "you guys are really doing an incredible job with her." That was so nice, and so wonderful to hear.
Sam did get one shot at the doctor, so she was semi-crabby all day, didn't eat much, and didn't want to take a nap. She finally fell asleep at 3:30 and then slept for two hours.
Only "change" in our routine is that we are supposed to give Sammie B prunes daily, in hopes of combating her constipation problems -- also a low-tone issue. I want to switch to goats milk, and have read great things about it for low-tone/constipated kids, but the doctor doesn't think it would make a difference, and B thinks I'm being hokey. So, maybe we will, maybe we won't. If someone told me I could sprinkle salt in her ears for her tone, I'd do it, right?! So why not give the goats milk a chance?
Our nanny's mom is in the hospital, and we are very worried about her! So, our nanny is taking care of her, and Brian and I are scrambling to make things work on our end. Today we both ended up working from home and "tag teaming" the day. Tomorrow, B is off (thank goodness for furlough days) so we'll be okay, and just hoping for the best for next week, and hoping and wishing for the best for our nanny's mom, who we love!
I'm going to have to work this weekend to make up for the little work that got done today, but I'll survive!
And, to close with a picture . . . it occurred to me tonight that perhaps we could work on standing with ELMO on the TV -- we did this when Sam hated tummy time, and we did it with sitting in the beginning. Why hadn't I thought about it with standing? We (um, I) don't like for Sam to watch much TV, so its a treat when she gets to. . . and tonight we watched an Elmo DVD while standing :o) She got distracted after a bit and wanted to play with her toys, but she did stand for awhile. :o) And stared intently at her favorite red man!
(Our house is a wreck after all of us being home all day).
One thing B and I are both noticing so much lately is how much she's engaged with her toys . . . like ones we didn't think she had any interest in, she's totally into now, and figuring them out, and really just sitting and playing so independently and so intently. It's pretty cute! She's also been so cooperative and great in PT and OT these last few appointments, so we hope we are on a streak!!!