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Sunday, November 30, 2008

can you hear me now?*

Isaac's second hearing test was no more useful than the first one. He didn't melt, but he also wasn't interested enough to provide any real data. There's another kind of test they can do, so hopefully I can get that scheduled soon.

I spent most of the weekend decorating the house for Christmas (or maybe just a really, really sparkly Advent, which is of course the exact opposite of what Advent is supposed to be, but ZOMG PIXIE ELVES!!). I haven't really decorated since 2005, so there was some pent-up energy there.

Yesterday morning, I had some friends over to make ornaments (ha! take that, crippling social anxiety!). I bought a lot of sequins and styrofoam and ribbons for super-festive Balls of Sparkle, and we also made some rather ridiculous dork-tastic ornaments using dead keyboards I salvaged from my office. Here is the IS4AC one:

Yes, the aluminum tree is up. It's not spinning this year, though; in the interest of averting cat- and/or toddler-related disaster, I decided to anchor it to the wall so it can't tip over. I'm actually less concerned about Isaac getting into it, since we watch him closely and have a gate up, but this is also Bea's first experience with the tree, and she's not the sharpest bag of hammers in the toolbox. I'm sticking to the shatterproof ornaments for the tree this year; the breakable ones are hanging from the picture rail molding in the living room.

I'm really not in a position to do another Cavalcade this year, but of course I reserve the right to throw in a few bad nativities in the next few weeks.

*I wonder how many lameass blog posts there are in the world with that title.

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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

I could still have an easy life

We got the report from Isaac's evaluation. The whole time we were there, they kept reiterating that we should not, repeat NOT flip out over the report and the numbers and percentages and everything. They have to quantify the level of delay so that a) he can qualify for services, and b) so that they have something against which to measure his progress. So I was prepared, and I knew what it was going to say, but reading the report was still a bit of a gut-wrench.

We have a hearing test scheduled this week; this will be the second attempt, since the first one ended with a meltdown and it's hard to test subtle levels of hearing when the subject is howling with anger because his monster of a mama won't let him pull wires out of the wall. Toddler hearing tests are rather amusing; we were sitting in a soundproof room that had a speaker in each corner, mounted over a plexiglass box containing an animatronic stuffed animal. The audiologist was in an attached sound booth with a microphone, and her voice or a sound would come out of one of the speakers, and the associated animal would start dancing or playing the drums or whatever. So Isaac figured out that if he turned his head at the sound, he would get to see something cool. But then he saw the wires that make the whole thing work, and it was all over. I'm hoping for a better outcome this time.

We also have a meeting with his service coordinator coming up next week, to go over the report and talk about what services he's getting and what that will look like.

All of the stress and mindfuckery belongs to the parents; as far as Isaac is concerned, the world is awesome. His new favorite thing is YouTube; I thought it would be fun to show him the Isaac videos I've posted...he thought it would be fun to watch them again and again and again and again and again. And then once or twice more. His favorite one is the one called Gigglebutt from when he was about six months old. He laughs and laughs at that silly baby. Of course, the down side of this is that I can no longer use my laptop when he's around, because he immediately wants to get on my lap and watch Isaac or his other obsession, this crazy dog.

In other fun-ness, I got to have my first-ever root canal yesterday. Whee.

My new favorite site is One Pretty Thing, which aggregates all the fabulous DIY projects on the interwebz into one big inspiration pile.

I was a bit hyper last weekend and finished sewing my shower curtain, which is made from one of the awesome new Heather Ross fabrics and has giant squid all over it. I do love me some giant squid. I also made some valances for the living room windows. I'm looking forward to more exciting productivity over the long weekend, including Christmas-ifying the house. The spinning aluminum tree IS going up this year, even if it has to go behind a gate. The only shopping I'm planning to do is a run to the yarn store at 6:00 a.m. to get 35% off the yarn for Dennis' new sweater. Given the fit issues on the last sweater I attempted to knit for him, I've selected a top-down pattern for this one, so that he can try it on as I'm working.

Happy Thanksgiving! I keep having these odd moments where I feel vaguely guilty for having such an easy life, which is probably the sign of serious mental illness given that my life is...well, what it is. But it feels pretty easy lately, and I'm grateful for that.

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Sunday, November 16, 2008

Isaac on the phone

Just a quick little video. He "talked" to my mom on the phone yesterday and decided that the phone is the best thing ever.

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Friday, November 14, 2008

mama stress-butt

Isaac had his evaluation for the Early Start program yesterday. Early Start is a program that hooks kids with developmental delays up with support like speech therapy or occupational therapy, and this intake appointment is the first step.

I've been a big ball of anxiety about it all week, mostly because I was pretty sure they were going to say that Isaac is awesome but his mama is doing everything wrong. Which didn't actually happen, but that's what it's like in my brain most of the time.

The three of us spent two hours with a developmental specialist and a motor specialist, and they determined that there is some gross motor delay (duh) and some communication delay, but much more on the receptive side than the expressive side. He doesn't have a lot of trouble letting us know what he wants, but he has trouble understanding what we say. None of this a real surprise, and he did score very well on fine motor skills and social/adjustment, so the news wasn't entirely upsetting.

The next step is to meet with the Early Start coordinator in the next few weeks, once they get the report from yesterday, and figure out the plan for Isaac and what services he'll be getting.

So the whole thing was pretty scary, but we came out of it with a better understanding of where his challenges are, and what we can do to help. They gave us a few simple suggestions for small changes to make with him, probably just so that we will feel like we're doing something while we wait for the next appointment. You know, besides googling and worrying.

I've dealt with all this anxiety in various ways, including stress knitting - in the past week, I've knit almost an entire Isaac-sized sweater, a bit of stress shopping, which is good in that I now have a few warm sweaters that aren't tent-like on me (I cannot seem to hit the -50lb. mark, possibly due to a few rounds of stress eating), and entirely too much online sudoku.

Speaking of knitting, there's still time to knit your Thanksgiving turkey hat!

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