Isaac was pronounced fabulous by the early intervention people this morning. He is 13 lbs, 7 oz of happy boodle. He was his usual charming self for the doctors, so no problems with his sociability or interaction. The physical therapist said he has excellent fine motor skills, but some of his gross motor skills are lagging slightly. Given that his mama can knit like a mofo but often trips over her own feet...this could just be genetic. It's nothing that needs physical therapy, anyway. They don't want to see him again until December, when he'll be a year old (adjusted). But we have a whole list of people to call if we have any questions about his development in the meantime.
I'm slightly amazed that I've managed not to mindfuck all the developmental milestones stuff. I've basically refused to look at any of the "at age x, he should be doing x" lists, because that way lies madness. I can tell he's doing well and is so eager to do more.
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