Friday, October 10, 2014
Quick Takes: On My Mind
I feel like there aren't enough hours in the day to do everything I want to do. I really wish I could blog a bit more since this space is pretty much where I record milestones the kids hit and things of that nature. I feel like I'm totally dropping the ball with recording what has been going on with Anthony. Can you believe he's already five months old?
We have the first quarter of the school year behind us. This week we began the second quarter. I'm waiting on some grades for Madeline but all of Ellie's grades have come back and she's done incredibly well with everything. Her lowest grade for the marking period was an A- and she's very proud of herself.
About a month ago we looked into getting Katie evaluated to see if she could benefit from speech therapy since she doesn't talk a lot. I took a week and a half for the place we called to let me know that there is about a four month wait to get an appointment. The whole thing has me feeling frustrated. I am noticing that she's speaking more but it seems like she has some days where she picks up a lot of words and then we hit a dry patch where she seems to prefer not using those words. I am finding that she's talking more now than she did two months ago, but I still feel like she's behind. The most frustrating part is knowing that she can talk but pretty much chooses not to.
Anthony is an active little guy. He log rolls when he wants to get to one of us or a toy. Last Saturday he was in the family room playing on a quilt with some toys and he rolled into the kitchen where Bryan and the girls were doing something. He will even just roll around the perimeter of a room to play with different toys. He certainly likes to explore!
Madeline and Ellie have soccer tournaments this weekend so they'll be busying playing lots of games. I started feeling a bit under the weather last night so I think the little ones and I will probably stay home. I'm not sure if it's my allergies that are bothering me or if I'm coming down with a cold or something.
For the past month we've been trying to get Anthony to eat baby food and he's not the least bit interested. The first few times we tried giving him food he ate a little bit of it. We had one night where he ate a decent amount and then about an hour and a half later when I was nursing him he had a very scary spitting up incident where he projectile vomited for what seemed like several seconds with garden hose velocity. He actually seemed limp towards the end of the episode. It ranks as one of the scariest parenting moments I've had. He seemed very shaken up about it and I certainly was, too. Ever since then he pretty much refuses to even swallow anything I give him on a spoon. If I put it in his mouth he pushes it out and won't open his mouth. I'm hoping that he'll be willing to try food sometime in the near future. I think he might associate baby food with the scary vomiting incident. Can a five month old make a connection like that? It's the only thing that seems to make sense.
Katie will turn three next week. It's so hard to believe that she's already that old. It seems like the older I get the faster time seems to fly.