Sunday, September 30, 2012

My Uncle Derek!

Chris:  Kendall, who made the trees?
Kendall:  Um, JESUS!
Chris:  Right!  And who made the moon?
Kendall:  Umm, UNCLE DEREK!

Jamie:  Let's say our prayers before we go to bed!  What do you want to tell Jesus?
Kendall:  Umm, HI UNCLE DEREK!  (Waves hand...)

Chris:  Kendall, who made you so pretty?
Kendall:  UNCLE DEREK!
Jamie:  I'll bet Uncle Derek told Jesus to make you EXTRA pretty because you are his special niece!

Chris:  (naptime) Let's say a prayer before we do sleepies!  Should we thank God for Uncle Derek?
Kendall:  Uncle Derek made our house!
Chris:  Um, no, not really...


Three years ago today, Uncle Derek became our little girl's angel.  I think Kendall has a special connection with him.  He did, after all, get to feel her little feet kicking and was excited to be an uncle!  Clearly, she knows Uncle Derek is an important part of our lives.  I'm pretty sure she thinks God, Jesus, and Uncle Derek are just bumming around heaven like pals, creating things and watching her from the sky.  It's skewed theology, but I'm okay with it for now.  The whole Holy Spirit thing would throw her for a loop at two-years-old anyway.

Uncle Derek, we love you!  Thank you for being a part of my little girl's life from afar.  I hope you hear every "I love you" and "HI UNCLE DEREK" from her excited lips!
(Carter, Grandma D and I spruced up Derek's marker on our summer trip to California.)

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Sneak Preview...

Amongst the greatest of my halloween memories are the costumes my mom handmade for me. 
Now, my sewing skills are pretty remedial (I haven't threaded a bobbin since high school...), but I'm pretty competent when it comes to craftiness.
I was pretty excited to put together Kendall's halloween costume this year.

Now, no spoilers on the finished product, but this is how it's coming together...



Friday, September 28, 2012

Kendall's Special Job

Kendall was asked to be a flower girl in Uncle Eric and Aunt Lauren's wedding this month...
I was a little anxious since the wedding fell right in the middle of nap time, and since she was pretty apprehensive about the whole thing at the dress rehearsal.
BUT, when it came time to perform, that little girl was a superstar!
She looked beautiful in her "princess dress" and dropped her petals just like she was supposed to!  (She even added her own flavor by stepping on them after she dropped them, eliciting some giggles from the congregation...)  Her performance is on video below...






Tuesday, September 25, 2012

One More Thing...

Autumn is upon us.
The leaves are changing colors, and warm smells of cinnamon, cider and soup have been wafting through our home.
I got out our fall decor yesterday and Kendall helped me adorn the house :)
And a quick trip to the neighborhood farmers' market yielded some unexpected purchases:  a bottle of homemade honey and three pumpkins to enjoy! 

Although there have been many blog-worthy things happening around this place, it seems all I have been able to post are occasional updates on Carter.  Sorry about that...I will be bringing to you more entertaining things in the near future.  But in the meantime, here we go again...

Carter's Behavioral Specialist appointments are underway.  Three times a week, he will see the doctor who has a PLAN to wean him.  Of course, the DAY BEFORE his initial appointment with the doctor, he decided to suck down some juice at home.  (What a booger!)  I'm hoping that means this process will go more quickly than we thought.  I am not allowed to attend sessions with Carter, and our home assignment basically relegates me to a big case of B.O. ....  BACK OFF.  Nighttime routine will change with the non-nursers in the house rocking Carter back to sleep when he wakes.  This makes me feel sad and guilty, but hey- I've been doing ALL the nighttime routine myself for 10 months now.  A few weeks with some help, and we'll have a whole new operation here!

And, this morning we had a check-up with the Eye Doctor, which I was dreading and for good reason.  He had a pressure check on his eyes (this has been done under anesthesia for the last few months) which meant restraining him, having his eyelids clamped open and an instrument applied to his eyeball for reading.  It's awful.  We had this done at his very first check-up- he was three months old- and I bawled.  This time, I shrunk back into the corner as far as I could and covered my face.  I could hear his feet excitedly kicking the table as he scrrreeeeamed, and every instinct to push the doctors out of the way, grab my baby and run was successfully harnessed.  The result was a satisfying report of "normal" pressures.  Our next pressure check will be in the cities

My souvenir from the appointment was a prescription for Carter's GLASSES- which he'll need to address his near-sightedness (caused by the Glaucoma).  I'm not going to lie...although I've been getting many encouraging responses from friends who think he will be SO CUTE in glasses, I shed major tears on the way home.  Maybe it's the idea of having to look at those beautiful eyes through a glass barrier now.  Maybe it's the idea of having ANOTHER challenge to face (like he's going to keep those glasses on his face?!  HA!).  I don't know.  I guess I'm just an emotional basketcase today.

That's it for now-
I promise I have non-Carter related posts to share, stay tuned!

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Another Referral...

Whew!
Moving on... ;)

I just wanted to post a quick update on Carter's weaning challenges.
In a nutshell:  I gave up.
I "starved" him out for several days straight, but this method is clearly not advantageous in moving him past this stage.  

We consulted his pediatrician at his 9-month appointment.
I reported every method I've tried, and she consulted a lactation specialist.
BOTH agreed that Carter's early life trauma may be contributing to my inability to wean him.
So, while the doctor agreed that the "starvation" method may be effective for other babies, Carter may require some special coaxing away from the security he finds in me.

Therefore, we are meeting with a child psychiatrist/behavioral specialist whose specialty is:  Infant feeding.  Again, we're in the right place for our medical needs with Carter.

And, forgive me, but I giggle every time I think of Carter sitting in on a fluffy couch across from a man with a pipe and a notepad.  "So Carter, tell me about your abnormal attachment issues...."