I think I expected to have a rotton child.
Seriously...I think I did. One of the biggest questions that is asked, contemplated, mulled over, and discussed while pregnant is who the baby will look like. You think about traits that you and your spouse posess which could turn out to be dominant, traits which you SURE hope your child doesn't get, and hope that "at least they get my eyes/teeth/hair/whatever". On the personality side, Mitch and I joked for a long time that we were going to have an unbelievably headstrong, bull headed child because, well, that's what we both are. I didn't think much about personality beyond this, but I'm finding myself surprised again and again by Tyler's personality now that he is here and showing himself to us.
He is one happy kid. He is happy at least 92% of his awake time, if not more...I kid you not. However I'm not telling you this to brag, but to reflect. I keep expecting Tyler to, say, frown at strangers. Think about it - he is my descendant. Shouldn't he therefore check others out judgementally first? Shouldn't he be a bit more cautious and a bit less trusting? Nope. He bares his toothless smile to anyone who will give him the time of day, no matter who they are or what they look like. Another example: I will have finished changing his diaper, making him royally mad for some reason or another, but when I pick him up he shows no grudge but rather puts his head on my shoulder and starts to coo. Okay if that was me and I was mad, there would be no way I'd be over it that fast. And I'll probably bring up how I was made angry again in a few weeks.
I'm not really just talking about being in awe of the sweetness of babies (though I am in awe of that, no question) but more about how I think subconsiously the phrase "I hope you have a child just like you" (which was never uttered to me, though it probably could have been) scared me a little. I keep waiting for my bad traits to show up in my child and am surprised again and again with his sweet little disposition. Instead of seeing my temper, I see my eyes. Instead of experiencing my mistrust of others, I watch Tyler reach both hands out to love. It's amazing how much I feel both convicted and thankful when I watch my son. What have I done to deserve this?
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
A change would do you good...
Ever do something you could never do again, no matter how hard you try?
K so yesterday Mitch and I stuck Tyler in the stroller and went for a walk down by the river. No walk by the river is complete (in my opinion) without ice cream, so we walked down to the ice cream shop. I opened my wallet to pay, opened up my change section in my wallet, stuck my wallet back in my purse, and as the lady went to hand me my cone, tried to shrug my bag further up onto my shoulder. SOMEhow as I did this, it all aligned so that my wallet turned, the change part opened, and my upward shrugging force literally sprayed my whole wallet worth of change in the lady's face. Seriously. There were coins everywhere. I tried to be embarassed but I was laughing so hard that there was no time. Mitch just shook his head and picked up my coins from the surrounding area.
You know how I keep saying I shouldn't be allowed out in public? Yeah...
K so yesterday Mitch and I stuck Tyler in the stroller and went for a walk down by the river. No walk by the river is complete (in my opinion) without ice cream, so we walked down to the ice cream shop. I opened my wallet to pay, opened up my change section in my wallet, stuck my wallet back in my purse, and as the lady went to hand me my cone, tried to shrug my bag further up onto my shoulder. SOMEhow as I did this, it all aligned so that my wallet turned, the change part opened, and my upward shrugging force literally sprayed my whole wallet worth of change in the lady's face. Seriously. There were coins everywhere. I tried to be embarassed but I was laughing so hard that there was no time. Mitch just shook his head and picked up my coins from the surrounding area.
You know how I keep saying I shouldn't be allowed out in public? Yeah...
Monday, September 13, 2010
More appointments, snarky mother.
Took Tyler to is 98874535th appointment today...this time for physio. I don't think I was overly pleasent. Not to the social worker anyway, who when introducing herself to me at the beginning said "I'm the one who spoke on the phone with you a few weeks ago". Ah yes. The lady with whome I have been royally pissed off at for awhile now. Here is the problem:
I was the one who diagnosed Tyler with torticollis. My GP didn't notice it in her visits with him until I pointed it out. She then referred me to a physio place at the beginning of July, which we FINALLY got into today. I was not willing to wait for months to begin Tyler's treatment however, and had phoned several friends and a coworker who had experience with torticollis. The general consensus was that physio was alright, but chiropractic really made a difference. I booked Tyler into a highly recommended pediatric chiropracter and we've been seeing her frequently. We have seen a HUGE difference in Tyler's neck and she has been fantastic. However, most people in the medical profession are extremely leery about chiro, and from what I hear, this concern can be warranted. When this social worker lady from the physio clinic called me awhile ago (and may I point out again - SOCIAL WORKER. Not MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL) I told her I had been seeing a chiropractor while waiting to get in to physio. She immediately questioned me and said I should have waited. I told her I was not willing to wait 2.5 months to get treatment for my son when everything I hear tells me that torticollis needs to be dealt with at as young an age as possible. We had a little argument on the phone which resulted in me throwing things around my house afterwards in tears and anger.
Do not question my intentions for my son. I have spent his entire life trying to do what is absolutely best for him. Unless you can show me your medical certificate, you have zero right to tell me what is right and wrong in terms of his treatment.
Okay. So anyway. Deep breaths.
Physio happened today and I will rephrase...I was very pleasant to all involved except said social worker. She can take her good intensions and shove...right. Deep breaths. Do I sound angry? It's more of my overwhelmed-ness taking the form of anger. We will now be going to physio every week until his neck begins to show forms of improvement. I'm so unsure what to do about chiro. Everyone at the physio clinic told me today that Tyler's condition is not a serious one. I kept telling them that is because I took him to the chiropractor last week and his neck improves every time he sees her. They kept telling me it's coincedence. They haven't seen him when he can't lift his ear off of his shoulder.
So what do I do? Every single person I know whose child has dealt with torticollis says that chiro worked the best on their child. Every single medical professional tells me that it's sketchy. Are there politics involved in why they don't like chiropractors or is it actually as dangerous as they say? I just want to help Tyler hold his head up straight. Maybe even go a few weeks one day without another appointment. That would be nice.
I was the one who diagnosed Tyler with torticollis. My GP didn't notice it in her visits with him until I pointed it out. She then referred me to a physio place at the beginning of July, which we FINALLY got into today. I was not willing to wait for months to begin Tyler's treatment however, and had phoned several friends and a coworker who had experience with torticollis. The general consensus was that physio was alright, but chiropractic really made a difference. I booked Tyler into a highly recommended pediatric chiropracter and we've been seeing her frequently. We have seen a HUGE difference in Tyler's neck and she has been fantastic. However, most people in the medical profession are extremely leery about chiro, and from what I hear, this concern can be warranted. When this social worker lady from the physio clinic called me awhile ago (and may I point out again - SOCIAL WORKER. Not MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL) I told her I had been seeing a chiropractor while waiting to get in to physio. She immediately questioned me and said I should have waited. I told her I was not willing to wait 2.5 months to get treatment for my son when everything I hear tells me that torticollis needs to be dealt with at as young an age as possible. We had a little argument on the phone which resulted in me throwing things around my house afterwards in tears and anger.
Do not question my intentions for my son. I have spent his entire life trying to do what is absolutely best for him. Unless you can show me your medical certificate, you have zero right to tell me what is right and wrong in terms of his treatment.
Okay. So anyway. Deep breaths.
Physio happened today and I will rephrase...I was very pleasant to all involved except said social worker. She can take her good intensions and shove...right. Deep breaths. Do I sound angry? It's more of my overwhelmed-ness taking the form of anger. We will now be going to physio every week until his neck begins to show forms of improvement. I'm so unsure what to do about chiro. Everyone at the physio clinic told me today that Tyler's condition is not a serious one. I kept telling them that is because I took him to the chiropractor last week and his neck improves every time he sees her. They kept telling me it's coincedence. They haven't seen him when he can't lift his ear off of his shoulder.
So what do I do? Every single person I know whose child has dealt with torticollis says that chiro worked the best on their child. Every single medical professional tells me that it's sketchy. Are there politics involved in why they don't like chiropractors or is it actually as dangerous as they say? I just want to help Tyler hold his head up straight. Maybe even go a few weeks one day without another appointment. That would be nice.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Music List
I think it's time for a list.
Artists whose music I want to buy:
Rosi Golan
Florence and the Machine
The Weepies
Hey Rosetta
Adele
Paul Simon
Mumford and Sons
Every time I go to BC my eyes are musically open. I hear of very little new good music out here in the prairies...
ok ok I realize Paul Simon is not new...but I have gained NEW appreciation for him!
Artists whose music I want to buy:
Rosi Golan
Florence and the Machine
The Weepies
Hey Rosetta
Adele
Every time I go to BC my eyes are musically open. I hear of very little new good music out here in the prairies...
ok ok I realize Paul Simon is not new...but I have gained NEW appreciation for him!
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
When The Rain Falls...
"I'm sorry but we have determined that since Tyler had heart surgery recently, he will not be eligible for health coverage for one year from your application".
Yep, awesome.
The Solid Rock I'm standing on is still solid, but my legs are feeling pretty shaky. Think I'm going to have to sit down for a bit.
Yep, awesome.
The Solid Rock I'm standing on is still solid, but my legs are feeling pretty shaky. Think I'm going to have to sit down for a bit.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Staying Home
I was in a terrible, very bad, no good mood the other night. It was one of those moods where I didn't know why, but everything just made me ripping mad. Took me all evening to sort out my mood, but I think I have it figured out...
That was the day I realized that my mat leave is half over. I know, I still have almost 6 wonderful months left, but it also means that 6 months have gone by. 6 MONTHS! I don't know where the time has gone. I also realized a shift in my mentality. At the beginning of my time at home with Tyler I surprised myself by how much I missed work. I craved the outside responsibility and obligations. Not to say that I didn't enjoy and feel fulfilled at home, but rather just wanted a piece from both worlds. Now I can't imagine going back to work. Tyler blesses me daily and to think about missing out on even one of those smiles or giggles just about kills me. We're in a place right now where I'm quite sure it won't be financially possible for me to be a stay at home mom, so I know that working (whatever that will look like) will be a reality for awhile. I am going to have to figure out how to just enjoy each day without thinking "this is one less day".
I'd love to hear from you if you've gone back to work after babies...how difficult was it? What were some things that made it easier? Any advice?
That was the day I realized that my mat leave is half over. I know, I still have almost 6 wonderful months left, but it also means that 6 months have gone by. 6 MONTHS! I don't know where the time has gone. I also realized a shift in my mentality. At the beginning of my time at home with Tyler I surprised myself by how much I missed work. I craved the outside responsibility and obligations. Not to say that I didn't enjoy and feel fulfilled at home, but rather just wanted a piece from both worlds. Now I can't imagine going back to work. Tyler blesses me daily and to think about missing out on even one of those smiles or giggles just about kills me. We're in a place right now where I'm quite sure it won't be financially possible for me to be a stay at home mom, so I know that working (whatever that will look like) will be a reality for awhile. I am going to have to figure out how to just enjoy each day without thinking "this is one less day".
I'd love to hear from you if you've gone back to work after babies...how difficult was it? What were some things that made it easier? Any advice?
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