Our munchkin is now 6.5 months old, and we are just over 11 weeks seizure free. Crazy to think about how much time has passed since she arrived.
On one hand, it feels like it’s gone so quickly, and on the other, it’s been excruciatingly slow in some regards.
I still find it hard to think about what the future holds for Vivian and how different this future will be than the one we imagined. Even now some days I am overcome with sadness and I know Ben is as well, although he may not say it as often as I do. We push it down and try to stay positive. Other babies we know are hitting milestone after milestone and we are still waiting for our first full roll. It’s so hard for us to not compare. It’s impossible for us not to compare.
At the same time, it is amazing to see the progress she is making at her own pace.
We still have very strong kicks happening now. Not just single leg kicks. Double leg kicks, like jumping jacks, and a very excited, smiling Vivian whenever she realizes you’re there with her. She’ll slowly maneuver herself to kick nearby objects, which is neat; her favorite thing to kick is one of the arms on her play gym. When she lands a good one, it causes all the toys on the play gym to shake and rattle, which she enjoys.
We are still working on improving her grasp. She doesn’t seem to reach for toys in the same way she was in October, when I posted the video of her tracking and reaching for the mobile. She now seems to reach for things in a nonchalant sort of way, not as direct or with as much purpose as she did then. I am not sure what this means. Sometimes when she snags a toy, she’ll wave it around in a way that she wouldn’t normally wave her arm around, so I’m sure she’s registering that she is holding something, but she definitely doesn’t investigate or explore toys visually for any length of time. I don’t know if this has something to do with her vision, or whether it’s something neurological, or a mixture.
We are still working on tummy time and making this an enjoyable thing. It is a bit of a struggle, but our team at the Champion Centre gave us a large foam wedge to use at home, which puts her on a slight incline. This seems to make it a bit easier for her to overcome gravity and she doesn’t complain much when she’s on that.
We do guided rolls from front to back and back to front. I really think she may start rolling front to back before she rolls back to front. She rolls from side to side quite easily on her own and will pause on either side to listen and look at things. If we turn the radio on in her room, while she’s in her cot, she’ll turn towards the speakers to listen.
When I pick her up, I can tell if she wants to be picked up because she’ll roll slightly to one side and allow me to roll her the rest of the way so I don’t put too much stress on her spine. When she doesn’t want to be picked up, she doesn’t partially roll. I’m supposed to try getting her to do this equally on both sides, but it’s hard.
Visually, she’s still super-sensitive to strong lights. We keep the drapes pulled in our house because the west-side of the lounge is pretty much all windows, and when the sun starts to go down it’s blinding. We can have them partially open in the morning though, and can have the drapes open in other parts of the house in the afternoon and it doesn’t affect her too much. But if we were to walk outside with her in the capsule or in our arms, without a sun cover, she would have a melt down.
We finally have an appointment set to get her vision tested in February. I’m not sure what to expect at that appointment and what they’ll be able to discern. I guess I need to read up on this a bit beforehand.
I do think we will discover she has some sensory issues down the road. She tends to panic if things brush her head or face unexpectedly, and still prefers movement to get to sleep and to be calmed. She is still swaddled in the hammock to sleep and, for the most part, to eat. She can eat unswaddled and in arms, but she tends to not eat as much because she becomes disorganized and frustrated, so we are working on this.
Hearing-wise, we’ve been to the audiologists twice since I last posted. Vivian was fitted for new ear molds for her hearing aids two weeks ago, and they arrived this week. It’s crazy to see how much her little ears have grown, which also makes me wonder how much her head has grown or not grown. Her hearing aids have been turned up to 90% now. She will sometimes get fussy with them in at this volume, so we’re taking it slow.
I have to hand it to the team at Triton Audiology; our hearing specialist really has a gentle hand and is very patient with Vivian, and allows a lot of time at each appointment so that we’re not rushed if Vivian gets unsettled. I am so thankful for that, since we’ll be seeing them at least twice a month until Vivian’s ears don’t grow so fast. You can tell pretty quickly which medical staff have dealt with babies a lot and which haven’t and Vivian definitely puts people to the test sometimes.
We have yet another appointment at the hospital for a hearing test in January, and an ENT appointment scheduled for April.
We see her pediatrician again in the first week of January.
The main thing that the pediatrician will be looking at is her weight and feeding, which we are still working on improving. She’s having more good days than bad with feeding, which gives me hope that we’ll see a weight gain. I think the last time I posted,we were hovering around the 500-550ml daily intake mark. Today we’ve hit 700ml, which is an all time high since Vivian has been off of the steroids. If we can hit this again tomorrow and the next day, I will be amazed.
We’ve been asked if Vivian might be ready for solids soon. I think we are miles away from this. Vivian isn’t really showing many signs of being ready (at least not in baby-led weaning terms). And because of all the medications she has takes given orally, it wouldn’t surprise me if we have trouble with solids down the road. We’ll tackle that when we need to, I guess. Again, we don’t know what will happen, and I don’t know what to expect in this area. I’m starting to get used to saying this a lot. We don’t know.
I do know that we couldn’t be more in love with her. She really has stolen our hearts and brings us such happiness. Even if she isn’t in the 90th percentile for height or weight or head circumference, she’s definitely not the same little Vivian who arrived on a dark and stormy night with such a dramatic entrance into the world. She has overcome so much and has mellowed out a lot since coming home from the hospital.
Here’s to more progress in the next six months, and no more seizures!