I can tell that the weather has changed since Sy's horrible cough is back with a vengeance. He had a few minor colds over the summer, but they only lasted a few days and never included his nasty old man cough. He's now been sick for 7 days and he's still a coughing fiend. Ugh. So it begins.
He's seeing a physical therapist once a week, and she's very happy with the progress he's made. While wearing his orthotics, he can stand unassisted for about 5 seconds at a time, and he's getting better with his walker, though his preferred mode of transportation is still crawling. That boy can put holes in the knees of his pants after wearing them only 2 or 3 times!!! I need to start buying his jeans at a store that will give you a new pair in the same size if they get holes before the child outgrows them. Anyone know of a place that does that?
An occupational therapist also comes to the home once a week and works with Sy on his fine motor development. About six months ago he had the fine motor skills of a ten month old (12 months behind). His therapist seems to think that his delay has been due to his significant vision deficit, and since getting his new glasses, his fine motor skills have improved rapidly.
What Sylas lacks physically, he more than makes up for it intellectually. He can recognize many number and letters, he knows the words to numerous songs and books, he's putting 3 words sentences together, and is starting to follow more complex instructions. Ryan and I are so excited about this, because there was a time when he was very small that we wondered if he would have the mental capabilities to live on his own or be able to hold a job. We now have no doubt that he is going to succeed in whatever he sets out to do.
Oh, yeah, and did I mention he's funny. Really, really funny.
And he loves tractors. A whole lot.
|Did you notice the dirt ALL OVER HIS FACE?|
Now for little miss Ivy. She is growing right before our eyes. At nine months, she sits, crawls, pulls to stand, stands unassisted for a couple seconds and cruises around furniture. She has a temper and SCREAMS.HER.HEAD.OFF every time her brother takes a toy from her, which is at least 50 times a day.
She is a mama's girl through and through, and loves to be held by me, rocked by me and fed by me. "Mama" is the only word she is saying, though on occasion it has sounded like she's said "Hi." She loves mamas milk and plain yogurt, but won't eat much of anything else. She has her two bottom middle teeth, and one incisor on the top. Weird, I know.
Ivy really is a delightful child who makes our hearts happy every day.
Plus she has a huge, silly grin that is so endearing.
Anything else you want to know? Ask me in the comments and I'll do a follow-up update post.