Judgement Day for Stella’s Vision, Part 1: Ophthalmology’s View

Well, on Friday morning, Stella and I made our way to Seattle Children's ophthalmology department for her yearly exam. The high-level stats for those keeping score and not wanting to sift through a lengthy post: Clear improvement of stereoscopy, virtually unchanged acuity (still one line different at 20/30 and 20/40, though one examiner saw equal… Continue reading Judgement Day for Stella’s Vision, Part 1: Ophthalmology’s View

Two points of view. One big push forward.

In the first chapter of John Gottman's wonderful book, Raising an Emotionally Intelligent Child, my current daily life is illuminated: "Behavioral psychologists have observed that preschoolers typically demand that their caretakers deal with some kind of need or desire at an average rate of┬áthree times a minute." Stella is officially two and a half, 38… Continue reading Two points of view. One big push forward.

Cirque de Okay

My official assessment is that this week's in-office vision therapy went well. It was interesting, and eye-opening. (Once again I've let you down and resorted to puns.) Eye-patched Stella threw a couple blocks in frustration and engaged in impressive evasive maneuvers, but we managed to reel her back in while avoiding a fight. We totally… Continue reading Cirque de Okay

Because we just can’t get enough therapy.

It's official. Today, I scheduled Stella for weekly, ongoing vision therapy. I feel victorious! As in, "We're going to the Super Bowl, baby!" (I probably need to get out more.) You see, our second opinion (the first being Seattle Children's Hospital, where vision therapy was never mentioned, and the third being our current doctor) told… Continue reading Because we just can’t get enough therapy.

Back into battle! I think I’ll call it “Operation Shark Patch.”

I'm not even going to pretend to be positive right now. I'll get there. But not yet. Because I've just been asked to do the equivalent of putting mascara on a shark. For hours each day. Yesterday we found out that Stella is starting to favor her right eye--her left eye is just ever so… Continue reading Back into battle! I think I’ll call it “Operation Shark Patch.”

Open wide

So, as I reported earlier, we visited Seattle Children's Hospital this week to see Robin, Stella's wonderful and very wise occupational therapist. We wanted to check in and see how Stella is doing with solids. We were worried because she wasn't eating as much as a nine-month-old is "supposed to" by now. She had not… Continue reading Open wide

Return trip

It's not an emergency. Nothing is really "wrong." But we're about to head back to our old stomping ground: Seattle Children's Hospital. We're going there to see Robin, Stella's occupational therapist. Stella isn't warming up to solids the way all the charts and books say she "should" by now, at the ripe old age of… Continue reading Return trip

Nine months

So, Stella has been outside the womb for just about as long as she was in it. This seems like a big milestone to me and my uterus. Stells (that's not a typo--it's one of our nicknames for her) celebrated her nine-month birthday on Sunday. The occasion was marked with a Waterbabies class (with a… Continue reading Nine months

Wrong again. Then right.

There have been so many times during our seven months with Stella when we thought we had everything figured out, only to discover that we were completely wrong. Back when she was refusing to eat and not gaining much weight, before her two months with the tube, we were, at one point, convinced that the… Continue reading Wrong again. Then right.

Lucky seven. (Months, that is.)

On St. Patrick's Day, Stella turned seven months old. I'm pretty sure that means she can get a driver's permit. And maybe even a part-time job. At the very least, she can sit up for long periods of time before the weight of her large head pulls her over. She can tickle the ivories like… Continue reading Lucky seven. (Months, that is.)