That's Amore!

Tonight, Dave fed Moses some Gerber Lasagna, which doesn't resemble lasagna so much as blended Spaghetti-O's. He really enjoyed the new food but did so without swallowing a single piece of the pasta. The pasta bits would just drift around his mouth and imitate hillbilly teeth before oozing from lips to chin to bib.


Dave and I have never laughed so hard. And because we laughed, Moses laughed.

Then we all laughed harder.





-Lindsey

Come out, come out, wherever you are!

We still haven't seen his teeth. It wasn't a big deal to me until I thought I saw them. Ever since then, I've been on the lookout. Every morning I try to get his biggest smile so I can inspect his gums, but it's all been for naught.

But there is hope!

I was looking at our copy of Moses' CT Scan and, lo and behold, I see his teeth. All of them. Now, if only they were date stamped with an ETA.

Top


Bottom

-Lindsey

Hittin' the Bottle

For months now, we've tried to get Moses to take a bottle. Although he's never been fond of them (I blame our infrequent use of them in his early months), he stopped taking them back in March after my kidney stone required he use them for two days. But with the need for Moses to attend a Parent's Day Out in the fall so I can attend on-campus classes fast approaching, I was desperate for him to use one. We tried this bottle and this one too. Nothing worked.

That is until last Saturday, July 14, 2007.

I was cleaning his room, looking for items to stow away in the garage when I spotted the Avent bottles we attempted to use when Moses was teeny tiny but ended up storing because they flowed too fast for him. Could they work? NO! Maybe?

Ready for one more attempt, I filled a small bottle with 3 parts warm water, 1 part white grape juice. Voila! He latched on immediately and drank a whole ounce. ONE OUNCE! And yesterday, 3 ounces. THREE OUNCES! Today, a whole 4 ounce bottle! A WHOLE BOTTLE! He's definitely making progress with his bottle aversion, and when he's 100% cool with juice bottles, we'll begin experimenting with breast milk ones.


My fall semester, and his first attempt at socialization, is safe. Good boy.

-Lindsey

A Pool's Paradise

Today at Wal-Mart, I picked up a baby pool for the Mos-meister. I don't know why I hadn't bought one before, but with such a hot summer, it's better late than never.
When we got home, I set up the Rainbow Baby Pool in the shade and filled it with a teensy bit of warm hose water. It felt lovely, bath time lovely.
Since we were in the privacy (and shade) of our backyard, Moses played "Nude Beach" and enjoyed some diaper-free time. It was a riot. He thought he was taking the BEST BATH EVER.

-Lindsey

Some Bad News

In April, Dave and I noticed a slight ridge forming down the center of Moses' forehead, from hairline to nose. Initially, we thought it was part of the growing process, but by 6 months, it only seemed more pronounced. I researched causes and wasn't happy with what I found so I mentioned it to his pediatrician, Dr. Gray, at his 6 month appointment. Dr. Gray said one of Moses' sutures could be closing early, and we should keep an eye on it.
Well, me and my mom-sized worry couldn't play the waiting game so two weeks later, Dr. Gray checked it out thoroughly and found that his anterior fontanel had closed significantly more since he visit two weeks before. With this news, Dr. Gray scheduled a CT Scan to check out his sutures.
On June 19th, 2007, Moses, Gran (Sally), and I went to Covenant Hospital for the scan. Moses did really well considering he hadn't been allowed to eat for the six hours prior in case sedation was needed: he slept through the whole scan without a sedative.
On Monday, July 9th, Dr. Gray's office called with the results, Craniosynostosis. Moses' Metopic Suture is completely closed. Typically, a child's sutures remain open for the first several years to accommodate brain growth. When a suture closes early, it can sometimes cause developmental delays, disfigurement, or brain damage. Sometimes the closures are only cosmetic and never cause any real damage, but other times, surgery is necessary to open the suture. We're hoping the latter isn't the case with Moses. His case seems very mild in comparison to others we've read about online. He hasn't shown any developmental delays or other symptoms to cause alarm, only the ridging.
He has his next appointment with a pediatric neurosurgeon, Dr. Telfeian, on August 6th. Dr. Telfeian will evaluate him, and then we'll know more about our next step. Obviously, we are willing to do anything to help our little boy's wellbeing. We are optimistic about the outcome of all this, but we ask for your prayers as we continue this journey.
Craniosynostosis is most often a fluke occurrence, and it is fairly common--1 in 2,000 kids--so we feel reassured by that. It's also good that we caught it early.

Crawl-ish.

Moses hadn't shown much interest in mobility until the Journeys catalog arrived. Is it his well-known love for paper that lit his auto-mobility fire? Or does yet another member of this household have a shoe fetish? You decide.


-Lindsey

False Alarm

Well, we've tried our hardest to catch a glimpse of "THE TOOTH," but we don't see anything resembling a gnasher. I don't know what I saw yesterday, but whatever it was (a curd of spitup?) is gone. Oh well. He's still the best thing ever:


-Lindsey

TOOTH!

I'm proud to announce that Moses' first tooth, his top left, is breaking through his gum!
I was feeding him bananas when I noticed a white dot on his upper gum. At first, I thought it was a spot of missed banana, but then I realized A) pureed banana isn't exactly known for it's durability b) bananas aren't that white.
I'm trying to get a picture of it, but it's in a very difficult spot to photograph. When Dave gets home from work, we'll put our best smile-provoking skills to the test and get a shot of his pearly white.

-Lindsey

Like a sack of potatoes, a very large sack of potatoes.

Recently, I bought a few clothes for Moses at Gymboree's semi-annual sale, and, holy moly, the kid is wearing 12-18 months---at 7 months old! The clothes look enormous, but sure enough, they fit. I'm amazed and a little sad at the same time. Where did my little boy go? If I must dress this toddler that replaced him, I suppose I'll do it in style. That little orange and green number from my July 2 post is new. Plus this fantastic shirt:


He also got these roll-up cargo pants in khaki and navy blue:



Watch out world, a very dapper man is being groomed for greatness.

-Lindsey

Kingpin

Today at Target, I picked up a plastic bowling set they had in the über-fabulous dollar aisle. I could not have made a better purchase: in just the three hours we've been home, it's proved itself invaluable in terms of teaching him cause and effect. He ceaselessly swats at the erect pins and then watches them scatter and spin on our wood floor.
The only downside of such an economically-minded purchase: the bowling balls. They do not follow the accepted behavior of all things round and, instead, teach him that balls behave as boomerangs and magically return after each roll.

-Lindsey

Time with the G'Rents

Moses' Mimi and Papa (Dave's parents) came to visit this weekend, and they brought Jasmin--Dave's niece--with them. We had a fun, relaxing afternoon hanging out at home and enjoying their company.





-Lindsey