Santa Baby
Nov. 29th, 2007 09:28 amI'm taking my kid to see Mall Santa today. Holy crap, I'm a MAMA!
Also, my kid is such a genius. You see, we got a used exersaucer from FreeCycle, and I went and bought switch-out parts for some of the parts that were chewed on by the previous owner. One of the things I replaced was a teether. But what does my kid like to chew on? The mirror! She is going to pull the frickin' thing off trying to get it to her mouth, instead of, you know, chewing on the one that bends to her mouth!
I need to bust out some holiday frillies for the aforementioned Santa visit. I wonder if she will cry and be traumatized. That's part of the fun, right?
Also, my kid has learned how to arch her back when she is ticked at you, and fake a cough. Oh yeah, she's going to be t-r-o-u-b-l-e.
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I guess pitching a fit at the pedi's office works for something. Punk has a hip ultrasound tomorrow and an appointment with the chief of staff of the local Shriner's hospital on Monday morning.
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So I'm letting some people I hardly know (don't know at all save teh internets) come and stay with us for about 5 days with their 1-year-old daughter. Slumber party fun, or axe murderer scary? Thank goodness for those FAA regs! ;) (But they have promised not to have sex in our guest bed, so they can't be TOO scary!) Bring on the four adults, two infants, three cats, one bathroom! YAY! I think it will be fun. We can ALL be up at 3am!
Also, my kid is such a genius. You see, we got a used exersaucer from FreeCycle, and I went and bought switch-out parts for some of the parts that were chewed on by the previous owner. One of the things I replaced was a teether. But what does my kid like to chew on? The mirror! She is going to pull the frickin' thing off trying to get it to her mouth, instead of, you know, chewing on the one that bends to her mouth!
I need to bust out some holiday frillies for the aforementioned Santa visit. I wonder if she will cry and be traumatized. That's part of the fun, right?
Also, my kid has learned how to arch her back when she is ticked at you, and fake a cough. Oh yeah, she's going to be t-r-o-u-b-l-e.
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I guess pitching a fit at the pedi's office works for something. Punk has a hip ultrasound tomorrow and an appointment with the chief of staff of the local Shriner's hospital on Monday morning.
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So I'm letting some people I hardly know (don't know at all save teh internets) come and stay with us for about 5 days with their 1-year-old daughter. Slumber party fun, or axe murderer scary? Thank goodness for those FAA regs! ;) (But they have promised not to have sex in our guest bed, so they can't be TOO scary!) Bring on the four adults, two infants, three cats, one bathroom! YAY! I think it will be fun. We can ALL be up at 3am!
Tragically hip
Nov. 28th, 2007 03:09 pmI am so upset about the hip thing. So freaking upset. And I am pissed at my kid's pediatrician.
Yesterday Jen called the pedi's office to ask about her refusing to nap, to see if the nurses/pedi had any suggestions for getting a sleep-resistent baby to sleep. Today they called back and said that Jen had questions about reflux. I said no, sleep. They said I would have to come in to talk to the doctor about it. For real? To ask a question about sleep? But I kind of wanted to grill her about the hip thing (she wasn't the one we saw last week, we saw the head of the practice whom I love), so whatever.
Basically I spent a $25 co-pay for her to tell me to get blackout shades for the baby's room. WhatEVER.
So, I asked her if she saw in the chart about the hip thing that the other doctor found. She said she did. I asked her why it wasn't noticed before. She said a lot of blah blah blah that basically said 'sometimes you don't notice things like this right away.' But of course in this case 'not right away' means 'five months' and is the different between a soft splint they put on little infants who sleep all day anyway and a body cast from the chest down to totally immobilize an older infant who is learning to sit up and crawl. And she Does. Not. Get. It.
She had the most blase tone when she said, "Yes, they do casting," and "Yes, it would be for several months." When I told her that I was flabbergasted that this could go undiagnosed for so long when my child has been in that office at LEAST 20 times (8 in a row when she came home from the hospital for the nursing/weight/jaundice issues, 2 for the mystery rash, at least 6 for reflux, the usual well-baby check-ups, 1 today, etc.), she had nothing to say except to tell me that if I was not comfortable with my medical care, I "have to do what I have to do."
I'm not going to lie, if my 5-month-old daughter goes from trying to get up on her hands and knees to being in a body cast having to be flipped every two hours to prevent bed sores, I am going to seriously lose it.
Yesterday Jen called the pedi's office to ask about her refusing to nap, to see if the nurses/pedi had any suggestions for getting a sleep-resistent baby to sleep. Today they called back and said that Jen had questions about reflux. I said no, sleep. They said I would have to come in to talk to the doctor about it. For real? To ask a question about sleep? But I kind of wanted to grill her about the hip thing (she wasn't the one we saw last week, we saw the head of the practice whom I love), so whatever.
Basically I spent a $25 co-pay for her to tell me to get blackout shades for the baby's room. WhatEVER.
So, I asked her if she saw in the chart about the hip thing that the other doctor found. She said she did. I asked her why it wasn't noticed before. She said a lot of blah blah blah that basically said 'sometimes you don't notice things like this right away.' But of course in this case 'not right away' means 'five months' and is the different between a soft splint they put on little infants who sleep all day anyway and a body cast from the chest down to totally immobilize an older infant who is learning to sit up and crawl. And she Does. Not. Get. It.
She had the most blase tone when she said, "Yes, they do casting," and "Yes, it would be for several months." When I told her that I was flabbergasted that this could go undiagnosed for so long when my child has been in that office at LEAST 20 times (8 in a row when she came home from the hospital for the nursing/weight/jaundice issues, 2 for the mystery rash, at least 6 for reflux, the usual well-baby check-ups, 1 today, etc.), she had nothing to say except to tell me that if I was not comfortable with my medical care, I "have to do what I have to do."
I'm not going to lie, if my 5-month-old daughter goes from trying to get up on her hands and knees to being in a body cast having to be flipped every two hours to prevent bed sores, I am going to seriously lose it.
Had Punk's well-baby this morning. It started out great - she is big! Nearly 16lbs (77th percentile), 26 inches long (88th percentile - so doesn't get that from me), normal head size. He asked if she laughs (yes), reaches (yes), said she looked good.
Then he did the hip exam and now we have to take her for a hip ultrasound. He thinks she has Developmental Hip Displasia.
Are you effing kidding me? Can I have a doctor visit with NOTHING wrong with my kid, please? And the idea of my kid in some whacked out brace or half-body cast for 3+ months is umm, not exactly how I want to spend the time when she's supposed to be, you know, learning to crawl.
I wonder two things:
1. Why this wasn't noticed at previous well-baby checks
2. If this was caused by the quack chiropractor who hung her upside-down by her thighs to "adjust" her
Then he did the hip exam and now we have to take her for a hip ultrasound. He thinks she has Developmental Hip Displasia.
Are you effing kidding me? Can I have a doctor visit with NOTHING wrong with my kid, please? And the idea of my kid in some whacked out brace or half-body cast for 3+ months is umm, not exactly how I want to spend the time when she's supposed to be, you know, learning to crawl.
I wonder two things:
1. Why this wasn't noticed at previous well-baby checks
2. If this was caused by the quack chiropractor who hung her upside-down by her thighs to "adjust" her