Apr 302012

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Jaron had his follow-up visit with the GI doctor. I came home and cried while I made up some Make-Ahead Oatmeal Smoothies.

He’s fine, I’m frustrated.

Sweet Avocado Frozen Yogurt, Yum!

At Jaron’s 15 month Well Baby Check he was diagnosed with Failure To Thrive. The only symptom he has is being little. Developmentally he’s above average in verbal, social, fine & gross motor skills, he doesn’t look sick or un-healthy in any way. His height and his head circumference are between 45-50 percentile on the CDC charts. His bones don’t show, he’s just doesn’t weigh a lot. Like most toddlers, he has people who comment on how big he is for his age as well as people who coo over how tiny he is.

I didn’t feel like he had any problems, but I couldn’t deny that he had only gained 8oz in the 3 months since his 12 month appt. So we agreed to see Dr. S, a GI (Gastrointestinalogist).

It took us 6 weeks to get an appointment and in that time Jaron gained 1.5lbs.

Dr. S still ordered an x-ray and urine and stool samples (can’t say how thankful I am that Jaron decided to potty train when he did, made getting those samples so much easier!). He told us to try and up Jaron’s calorie intake and asked to see us again in 6 weeks to see where we were.

Upping the calories was interesting, Jaron just wasn’t interested. We tried milkshakes – he would drink a few sips and then nothing else. We finally started giving him some juice again, just to keep him hydrated, he won’t drink much of anything besides juice, breastmilk, and milkshakes IF he’s in the mood.

In the past 6 weeks he gained a total of 3 ounces. Dr. S was not impressed.

Granted, I guess I could’ve tried harder. But I really don’t think anything is wrong. It’s hard to be motivated to fix all these special meals when I know that tiny kids run in our family, when there are NO other factors that indicate that anything is wrong. (His urine, stool, and xrays came back normal.)

I guess I’m motivated now. I have exactly 8 weeks to pack 2 lbs onto Jaron’s little frame. If he doesn’t gain 2 lbs by then Dr. S wants to do an endoscopy and extensive bloodwork. On the upside, he wants to draw the blood while Jaron is under anesthesia for the endoscopy.

We’ll see what happens, I still don’t think anything is wrong, but I doubt myself. I also know that there is wisdom in going through the process of ruling out other causes for him not gaining; I am just terrified of letting them put him under general anesthesia. I need to find out if I’ll be able to stay with him or not, if I can I’ll feel a whole lot better.

 Prayer and thoughts are appreciated, as well as quick, easy, tasty high-calorie snack ideas. We tried avocado, but have to sneak it in (plus they’re pricey), he does eat quite a a bit of cheese and whole-milk yogurt.

This was before he stood up…

Aedyn has a had a pretty good week, despite trying to run straight through a sliding glass door at a friend’s baby shower this past weekend. The funniest and saddest thing that’s happened in awhile, poor kid. He would’ve laughed it off if he had been awake, but he was about 3 minutes out of a very deep nap, and really not sure what happened.

Between stunts like that and his climbing adventures this week, I’m just waiting for our first ER trip.


Jake and I celebrated our fourth wedding anniversary this week by  going to dinner at The Melting Pot. Delicious, but a lot of work! We’ll probably go back for a cheese or dessert course, but I doubt going for a full meal will happen again. It was still a great experience! And of course, we didn’t get any pictures of us…just the food…

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Feb 092012

Sometime soon I’ll share the story about what happened during the 7 years between when Jake and I first met and when we got married, but suffice it to say that I had a lot of time to think about my decision.

Call it my upbringing that caused me to turn down any boy who asked me out if I didn’t think I could marry them. Or call it my personality that doesn’t want to waste time on relationships that aren’t going anywhere. Either way when I met Jake I was 15 and had already had an idea of what I wanted my husband to be like for years. Doesn’t every girl?

Any guy who asked me out had to be able to withstand and meet my high standards. And I looked for two main things.

1) Am I ok with him treating me the same way he treats his mother and his sister(s)?

2) Am I ok with my son turning out just like his father?

Now no man is perfect, but the answer to both questions was a definite yes when it came to Jake

Now I’m wondering if #2 was the right one.

My husband is strong-willed, determined, passionate, and artistic. He has had 33 years to turn those aspects into a personality that many people admire.

33 years.

Aedyn is 3. That means that I have another 30 years to go!

And it’s wearing me out. Taking the raw drives and personality facets and helping guide them into a man who can look in the mirror and be content and proud of who he is and what he does, is a lot of work!

I would never trade my husband or child for anyone else in the world, but sometimes when Aedyn’s in the midst of testing limits (for 23rd time that day) I wonder if they couldn’t have at least a small amount of blah or boring in their personalities…

I have a new respect and appreciation for my mother-in-law right now…and I guess if she survived the original then I can survive version 2.0!

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Oct 102011

I’m sitting here rehashing something that went on today. Wondering if I’m letting things slide or if another mother was really so uptight that her kid couldn’t play for 3 minutes at a time without her running to his rescue. A rescue that he didn’t really seem to need.

Here’s the story.

Today I took the boys to Chick-fil-a. Aedyn loves the playplace there and it looked like rain (and who can turn down CFA?). Aedyn had been playing for a few minutes, I was in the dining room watching through the glass, but had a bit of a blind spot from a pillar. I still felt like I had a good feel of what was going on.

I noticed that a couple of moms started following what was going on pretty closely and overheard, Mom A say “I think he just hit him.” I couldn’t see what they were talking about and tried to see Aedyn, their boys were on the ground and I saw Aedyn come down the slide. So I figured they must not have been talking about him.

Then I saw Boy B kick Boy A. Mom B knocks on the glass and shakes a finger. No biggie, it was handled. Then Boy A takes of running and giggling as Aedyn ran after him. Both were screaming and having a good time. Mom A jumps up and runs to the door and opens it and lunges in. She didn’t do anything and I wasn’t really sure what it was all about.

Boy B climbs into the bottom of the slide and is just sitting there. Boy A climbs over him and heads up the slide with Aedyn behind him. Boy A kind of lays down or maybe slips and Aedyn goes to crawl over him.

Mom A jumps up and says something to the effect of “He’s pulling his hair!” Note: she just said it to the air I guess, but I know it wasn’t directed to me. Maybe Aedyn did, but it just looked like little boys all climbing over each other to me. If he did pull his hair then I highly doubt it was intentional and more of a “I’m falling and need something to hold on to” reflex. (But I could be wrong, my child is no angel.)

Mom A then grabs Boy A and brings him out. “I’m sorry, but I can’t let you play in there if that little boy is in there.” Boy A was not upset, crying, or seemingly anyway affected by the “hair pulling.” He was just upset that she’d brought him out.

**NOTE: Aedyn was the youngest and the smallest of all three boys and Mom A refused to allowed Boy A to take of his shoes, which is a RULE for the safety of all of them.**

Of course Boy A was back in there in a matter of seconds. The boys continued to chase each other and play. It was about equal with which ones were running and which ones were chasing. If they weren’t playing like that then Boy A was following Aedyn and they were driving together, smiling, and laughing the whole time.

But anytime they came down to the floor level Mom A would jump up and run into the play area. I was and am confused. Her child was obviously not in any distress that he saw, he was definitely not afraid of being around Aedyn, in fact he seemed to like him a lot. They were just being boys. Mom B kept an eye on things, but never made a move to enter the play area or seemed worried.

We do have an issue with Aedyn hugging everyone whether they want to be hugged or not and it’s normal that I’ll have to go in and remind he a few times to ask people if they want hugs before he gives one. He can get pretty rough when people try to get away instead of hugging them back, but that’s why I watch him closely.

In my opinion, if you choose to let your kid play in an area like that then you have to be able to accept the consequences of that choice and know that kids are going to be kids. That doesn’t mean let your kid get beat up, but if he doesn’t seem to be bothered by it, let them work it out between them.

I have pulled Aedyn out when there are bigger kids playing roughly and pushing him down, he is young and little. But if the kids are close to his age and size I try to let him handle it. For the most part he does a great job and will ignore whatever he doesn’t like or go play somewhere else, but occasionally I do have to intervene.

Boys will be boys is an excuse for a lot of bullying these days, but it didn’t used to be. Boys are contact driven, they’re high energy. They’re boys…and they will be boys.

What are your thoughts? Was Mom A just a helicopter parent to my more free-range style? Am I missing something? Feel free to let me know if you disagree with how I handle things. I’d really like hear what everyone thinks about this!

Sep 162011

By now nearly everyone has heard about the Breastmilk Baby. If you fall outside nearly everyone, this is a doll who starts to make sucking movements when held near a sensor in a halter top that a little girl would wear.

Jake and I talked about it briefly when it first made headlines a few months ago. Neither of us had a problem with the doll, but we agree that $80 for a toy just wasn’t going to happen in our family. Then I said, “But would you have a problem getting it for Aedyn? (If it wasn’t $80)”  He just looked at me.

I get his point. We have boys. Boys either A. Bring the baby to Mama to eat, or B. Give the baby a bottle.

Once they are taught.

Before that they learn by following an example.

Which is why my 22 month old (at the time) asked to hold his newborn brother and then proceeded to pull up his shirt and say “Baby need eat.” and why he tried to nurse his Buzz Lightyear doll.

Now that he’s starting to understand that Papa doesn’t feed the baby, he does things differently.

First he tried to help me undress because “Baby Jaron need eat”, and I was asked to let Buzz Lightyear “eat.” Then he settled for helping Jaron eat by holding my breast for him. Now he just waits impatiently until Jaron is ready to get down and start playing again.

But my point is, doll or no doll, boy or girl, children are going to emulate what they see their parents do. And yes, I’m proud that my son wants to breastfeed.

Written as a part of the Breastfeeding Blog Hop hosted by Jen at Life With Levi.

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