How 'bout that fuzzy hair, huh?! I keep waiting for it to {tame} itself, but nothing yet. It just sticks straight up all the time. I tried the mohawk and it just wasn't gellin. I think his hair might be too thin and fine. A couple of times I've tried the comb over (precious) but most of the time it's just flyin' high! Almost like the top was rubbed with a balloon. I've found it to be kind of enduring to his look.
He loves his Bumbo and to be a part of dinner with us. He has turned into Mr. Grabby and pulls everything to his mouth for a taste.
I think my absolute FAVORITE thing in the world is when I smile at Weston and he scrunches his shoulders up and ducks his head, giving me a coy smile like he's turned into Mr. Bashful. Think Thumper on Bambi. It's so sweet I could melt into a puddle on the spot!
Every day I am grateful for this kid and his sweet, mellow spirit. I think he knew his big brother would need center stage, so he was content to just be present.
Today was a rough day because he finally had his appointment with a neurologist at Women's and Childrens. I've been really worried about his flat head on one side and have been pestering his pediatrician to take it more seriously. They say he has mild torticollis (a condition affecting the muscles in his neck, resulting in limited extension).... basically he always looks to the right. And because of it he now has moderate plagiocephaly (a flat head!). He said he would refer me to get one of those helmets if that's what we chose, so I just have to call the insurance company tomorrow to see if they will cover it. Otherwise it would be about 2,000 dollars. He will also start physical therapy in two weeks to help strengthen his neck muscles.
But that wasn't the rough part! The neurologist also wanted him to get an ultrasound to check his spine, because he was worried about a dimple in his lower back when he checked him. They called over to radiology and they had an opening, so I walked right over to the next building. It's a long story, but he had to be on his stomach (which he HATES, and constantly tries to flip over) and it took two technicians (and the radiologist at one point) about an hour to get all the images they needed. This was all while he SCREAMED bloody murder and struggled until he was red and sweaty and exhausted. I was doing everything I could to distract him and calm him but it just didn't work. And then when they called the radiologist in and started talking it seemed like something was wrong with his spine. I was already nervous, but that's when I started crying. At the very end, it seemed like Weston had given up the fight and fallen asleep, but he kept his eyes open, unblinking, staring at the sheet like he was enduring the worst hour of his life. It broke my heart. And then the second it was over and we rolled him on his back (imprints on his face and everything from being pressed into the sheet) he just lit up with the biggest smile and both women about fell over in twitterpation. Just like a light switch and he was back to his happy self. Now I just need the results before I can relax!
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dear drunk paris hilton, :)
{at least you weren't wearing a mini dress without panties too}
I just died.
Collin pooping in the potty. greatest day ever. for realsies.
as for poor Weston. I am so sorry to hear about all of that! The feeling of torturing your child is THE WORST! {even when it is for their good} It is most likely not something serious, but still the stress is overwhelming! You are super woman. {Although he will look stinking cute in a helmet.} serious.
STeph...love the updates! I love the fuzzy hair...It makes him look like a big boy! I hate that I can't see him! And GO COLLIN on the potty training! That picture captures it perfect! Best of luck to you
That picture of all the girls is crazy! Buffalo is an entirely different place from when we were there. I didn't even know half the people in the picture! So that's fun! You guys will all have a fun year! Love ya!
Bahahaha Steph... let's just say I haven't checked your blog in forever so this was fun getting caught up. First, Weston is delicious I just want to eat him up, and he is getting so big holy cow. I seriously almost cried reading about his dr. apt. How did you handle that?? I couldn't.... hope the results come back ok :( Collin on the toilet is hilarious that picture could win a contest it is too funny. The story about the cop pulling you over had me in tears I was laughing so hard! You write your stories the best I feel like I'm right there with you they are so detailed and good. There is a girl in your bachelorette picture that looks JUST like Trellany Udall. I did a double take. Geez la weeze peppa cheese I miss you guys!!
I love his fuzzy hair! So stinkin cute. :) And the picture of Collin on the toilet is priceless! He will so hate you when he is older. :)
Awwwwwe, he is SO CUTE! Love my Westy but I am sad he had to go through some torture:( Poor kid. I hope is results come in ok. We prayed for him tonight in our family prayers. Lane was concerned about Weston when I told him. He loves his cousins.
Ok, dying at Collin on the pot. Having a potty trained child is so liberating.
Go Batchelorette! I only got to see the final Rose episode since we didn't get home til late. If they choose Ben to be the next Batchelor I will throw in the towel on the show (ok probably not:) but are you going to watch Batchelor Pad?!?! I am so scandelist!
Oh and I laughed really hard at your Oh Crap post. Pinching your kid, genius idea! I can only imagine Collins face while you were doing that. Then when it didn't work to take away his otter pop, HA!
Poor little Weston having to go through all those tests!! I hope everything comes back fine! I'm not kidding though, Weston and Mason are mirroring each other in their little issues...When Mason was just tiny I took him into the doctor because I was worried about his crooked bum crack (the dimpling thing) I would have never even thought to look at it but my sister's little girl had to go in for an ultrasound for the same thing. But everything is fine there, whew! He still has his crooked little head too, but they said they won't start physical therapy until he's about 4 months if it hasn't improved by then. I think it's improving and he will turn his head more to the left now so I'm hoping he won't need PT (it's too expensive to have to pay for all this crap on our own now lol!). Anyway, I really just need to call you so we can talk about it all in person instead of leaving you these mile long comments:) Oh and I LOVE the picture of Collin on the potty...so CUTE!
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