I called the doctor today, because Elijah has a bad cough.
I'm not sure how to describe how hard that was for me.
The appointment is at 3.
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Showing posts with label dr appt. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
And ashes, and ashes, and ashes, and ashes, and ashes...
I've listened to the Floodland album by the Sisters of Mercy once or twice a day (sometimes more) every day for the last nine months. And I'm not tired of it yet. You'd think I would be.
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Elijah had his nine month check-up today; he was 28 inches tall (meaning he has two inches to go before he's half my height) and 18.7lbs. He smiled at the doctor until she started sticking things in his ears. I sang the Werewolves Go Marching for him, which kept him from screaming at her. She did not comment.
"The werewolves go marching one by one, aroo, aroo..."
* * *
Sometimes, what one needs is a really good, frantic, snotty, childish cry, while someone holds you and tells you it's going to be okay. Even if it isn't, not right away.
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Picture time.
Remmy found his way into the high chair, and was cleaning it up for me :p
Not entirely sure about this pool thing...
Better?
Maybe...
Daddy isn't a water person.
What a smile :)
* * *
Elijah had his nine month check-up today; he was 28 inches tall (meaning he has two inches to go before he's half my height) and 18.7lbs. He smiled at the doctor until she started sticking things in his ears. I sang the Werewolves Go Marching for him, which kept him from screaming at her. She did not comment.
"The werewolves go marching one by one, aroo, aroo..."
* * *
Sometimes, what one needs is a really good, frantic, snotty, childish cry, while someone holds you and tells you it's going to be okay. Even if it isn't, not right away.
* * *
Picture time.
| From Elijah |
Remmy found his way into the high chair, and was cleaning it up for me :p
| From Elijah |
Not entirely sure about this pool thing...
| From Elijah |
Better?
| From Elijah |
Maybe...
| From Elijah |
| From Elijah |
Daddy isn't a water person.
| From Elijah |
What a smile :)
| From Elijah |
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Mostly Communication
Communication
Brian and I are definitely intending to use ASL to communicate with our son before he can speak, but I'm wondering also about nonverbal communication systems that are used with autistic children, such as PECS. Can a baby perhaps communicate even earlier by pointing to pictures? Is that a skill that might develop before the ability to use hand signs?
There seems to be an understanding in the world of working with autistic children that a lot of the undesirable behaviour--such as aggression and meltdowns--comes from an inability to communicate, and so alternate forms of communication are developed. Why is this not more routinely done in the world of normal children?
Today
I had an appointment with one of the midwives, today. Laura. Laura is great; she's tiny and energetic. I hope she's the one on call when I go into labour. She told me to get Evening Primrose Oil in capsules and take 3 of them, 3 times a day. Ugh. I HATE swallowing pills, but if it's considered helpful, I'll do it.
She confirmed that the baby is indeed running out of room to dance. I was amused.
Otherwise, today, I've slept, eaten a lot of bad pizza, and mostly just sat around, writing long journal entries in a private journal. And cold water is a godsend.
Baby Book
I bought a baby book to copy from, and a notebook to copy into. I need to install Photoshop on my laptop and do some page designs to put into it. We also got a calendar sort of thing designed for tracking baby's first year; it's cute but not overly cute. It has realistic rather than cartoonish animals on it.
Brian and I are definitely intending to use ASL to communicate with our son before he can speak, but I'm wondering also about nonverbal communication systems that are used with autistic children, such as PECS. Can a baby perhaps communicate even earlier by pointing to pictures? Is that a skill that might develop before the ability to use hand signs?
There seems to be an understanding in the world of working with autistic children that a lot of the undesirable behaviour--such as aggression and meltdowns--comes from an inability to communicate, and so alternate forms of communication are developed. Why is this not more routinely done in the world of normal children?
Today
I had an appointment with one of the midwives, today. Laura. Laura is great; she's tiny and energetic. I hope she's the one on call when I go into labour. She told me to get Evening Primrose Oil in capsules and take 3 of them, 3 times a day. Ugh. I HATE swallowing pills, but if it's considered helpful, I'll do it.
She confirmed that the baby is indeed running out of room to dance. I was amused.
Otherwise, today, I've slept, eaten a lot of bad pizza, and mostly just sat around, writing long journal entries in a private journal. And cold water is a godsend.
Baby Book
I bought a baby book to copy from, and a notebook to copy into. I need to install Photoshop on my laptop and do some page designs to put into it. We also got a calendar sort of thing designed for tracking baby's first year; it's cute but not overly cute. It has realistic rather than cartoonish animals on it.
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