So call said office and talk to receptionist. Who's pretty sure all the paperwork has been done but she needs to check Dinky's file and if there's a problem she will call me. Talk about a royal headache. I just want the
I'm not good with waiting. I never have been. Not that I want instant gratification either but, when I'm expecting something it would be nice to know that it's in the process of coming to me and will be here sometime before the end of the year. Even an estimated arrival date of paperwork would be nice! I do so much online shopping that I'm constantly needing to track orders to see what is where and write down the Estimated delivery day so I know when to expect something.
How hard is that with this
So, a recap. STILL no sign of that much needed paperwork. Personally I think that's totally unacceptable. But hey, what do I know. I'm just the parent of the child that needs to get some testing done to see if they can find the root cause as to why Dinky is so hypotonic.
Now for the milestones.
We brought Dinky in for his weekly weight check yesterday at our health clinic. Something that's been going on for the last 10 weeks (and will be happening every week until we feel like stopping I suppose). And he FINALLY over 9 pounds! In fact Dinky is now...
9 lbs 2 oz!
GIANT victory in my books! It's really only a 4oz weight gain since last week but we are now out of the 8s and into the 9s! When our public health nurse told us that, she was so excited! "Holy! Are you ready for this?! NINE pounds TWO ounces!" Seriously. I almost busted out in a dorky as heck touchdown dance.
I did. Mentally. I broke down and busted a white girl groove. In my head. Nobody needs to see that. Ugh, what a relief. Dinky is on his own little curve in life. And it drives everyone nuts that he's not gaining x-amount of weight to be in the higher percentile on their nifty little charts. But guess what. He's growing. At his own pace. At his own rate. At whatever per ounces weekly that he wants to. I am content with that.
Pulled back his carseat cover yesterday to adjust him a bit and the size difference between this week and 10 weeks ago is HUGE! I should pull out his hospital slip that was in his bassinet and check to see what his birth stats were. Just so I know exactly how much he's grown.
Also, I've been sitting him up a lot more and not bracing his head nearly so much. I've still got my fingers there to catch and rapid snap forward or backwards, but my fingers aren't right there to catch him. He's slowly starting to get more head control! Another victory in my books!
Keep plodding along Dinky. Slow and steady wins the race!
Tink is turning 2 in a few weeks. in fact she turns 2 in 2 weeks and 1 day. We are going to have a 2 year old. Time has done nothing but zip by so fast.
R2D2 has finally accepted that mum means business. And that if he wants to do fun things he needs to do his chores first. Poor kid. On a brighter note, he's excelling in reading. To be honest, I expected nothing less from him. He's such a smart boy! He's also excelling in math. He loves math. I don't understand why. Math, in my opinion, is the devil. The only math I need to know is the math for recipes. The end. His piano is coming along very, very well. I enjoy listening to him practice.
When I'm not telling him 50000 times to actually focus and do his lessons. Though he has songs this week he enjoys so that helps!
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