A few weeks ago, I noticed a distinct change in Stella's vision. Bam! It could not have been more obvious if she slapped me across the face and said, "Damn it, mommy woman! My vision is changing! Give me a god damned hug!" In short, her peripheral vision opened up in dramatic fashion. Last year,… Continue reading The Great Peripheral Awakening of 2011
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 three times a minute." Stella is officially two and a half, 38… Continue reading Two points of view. One big push forward.
Stella turned two years old last week, during our beach vacation. She's still singing happy birthday to herself, talking about birthday cake, and reminiscing about blowing out candles and good times with her "Happy Birthday balloon with smiley faces." The balloon was accidentally released into the sky, but the sight of it drifting to ever… Continue reading Stella is two.
Today isn't just another Tuesday. It's a very important day. Today, February 9, 2010, is the day Alexander (Zander or Zandy to those who love him) left his G tube behind. For good! I can't tell you how huge this is. Due to one of the most severe cases of frank aspiration ever seen at… Continue reading Three cheers for Zander! Oh yeah, AND HIS MOM.
I haven't posted in so long because I'm lazy. But also, I needed to take a break and discover a new direction. So, this blog will probably change, and soon. But all the helpful resources pertaining to feeding issues will remain, and I hope that they continue to help and comfort people. The thing is,… Continue reading Steps in a new direction
Sometimes I worry (shocking, I know) that Stella and I don't venture out often enough for grand adventures. You know, to the Woodland Park Zoo or Pike Place Market. But then I turn on the vacuum or open the refrigerator door, and she goes absolutely bonkers with joy and excitement, and suddenly I'm certain in… Continue reading Well nourished
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
Wow. We just returned from Boston and I honestly don't know where to begin. It was Stella's first plane trip and travel experience. In fact, the ordeal adventure was loaded with firsts--for me and Stella Bella. 1.) Stella crawled--really crawled--for the first time. This is big. As elated as I am that Stella triumphantly reached… Continue reading Firsts and fiascos in Boston.
Back in mid-November, when Stella's NG tube was put into her cute nose and down into her then-hungry and confused tummy, I was understandably freaked out. I wondered if it was the right thing to do. I worried about how it would affect her. So I did the worst possible thing I could do. I… Continue reading Meet Diego
Early this afternoon, Stella got upset and took only 100 mls from the bottle. It was really weird. All my fears and worries came rushing back. Granted, she took around 180 before and after that. But what a scare. I was so upset, I yelled at Cody like a maniac. He was holding her because… Continue reading A freakout. A rant. And endless gratitude.