1st of many to come…
I knew it was going to happen before long, and I am quite sure that there will be many many more of these to come, Kellar got his first bruise on his forehead Saturday evening. As I said before, Kellar wants to stand constantly, he pulls up on anything, half the stuff that he wants to pull up on either can’t hold him or is impossible to be pulled up on, such as a closet door. I was sitting right there, but I was a second to slow on catching him, I felt horrible. We had taken his band off earlier that day to go and watch the Leopards play baseball, I should have put it back on as soon as we came in the house, but his papaw had came over and was watching him play and I got sidetracked trying to pick him out something to wear out to eat ( for those that have seen Kellars closet I’m sure you understand why I have a hard time deciding what to put this kid in ). He crawled/army crawled over to where I was sitting, and decided that he was going to pull up on the closet door, I had shut it by now and told him no, moved him away from it, well the little stinker came right back, he was determined to pull up on this door, I moved him again. I turned my back for a split second to grab his socks, and WHAM, he fell forward and hit the door facing, my heart sank. I scooped him up and all I could see was this blue streak down his forehead, then it turned a white color, then this huge red knot appeared. His crying lasted all of a split second, then he was right back to wanting to pull up on the book shelves, I knew that my heart could not take another fall so I decided to get him dressed and put him in his excersaucer until it was time to leave. We did not put his helmet back on that night because the knot was still there, and I didn’t want to put any pressure on it, by Sunday it looked much better, just a little bruised. I know that there will be many many more of these, but dang it hurts to see him fall, it hurts to hear him cry when he’s fallen, he wants to stand so bad, no let me rephrase that, he loves to stand, regardless if it hurts him when he falls. And the crawling thing, he does a few steps then he drops and goes back to the usual army crawl…He also has more teeth coming in, he is quite the fussy lil man now days. Lets keep praying that Kellar will get this crawling thing down and that he gets much more steady on his feet…Below is a pic of Kellars first bruise….
So what if it was only 3 little steps….
Well as most know, I have been driving myself nuts over Kellar not crawling “correctly”, he does crawl in his own way, but then again Kellar does what he wants and how he wants and really there is no changing that, he is very strong willed and the harder you try to get him to do something, the harder he shows you he’s gonna do what he wants, yes I know that one day we will have to put our foot down, and I’m sure he’ll pick it right back up for us but anyhow we’ll cross that bridge when we get there, right? Tuesdays are our PT day, I woke Kellar up ( he decided that he would keep us up till after midnight and thought he’d get to sleep in, ha I fooled him ) and we headed to therapy, we get there and his therapist had a really bad headache so she really didn’t do much with him. I commented on the fact that Kellar crawls and only uses one leg to “scoot” him across the floor, she then proceeds to tell me that he isn’t strong enough to hold himself up, what? Not a month before this she said that he holds his weight evenly when up on all 4’s really well. Then she proceeds to talk about he may need a walker to walk w/assistance when he starts walking, and that he has slight tone issues in his legs when standing, what? Where did this come from? So of course I leave there, with that feeling of being punched in the gut again, and my mind is going 90 to nothing. I do this from time to time, but give me a few days and I’m fine. So needless to say Joey and I have been really working hard with Kellar, and tonight the little toot crawled about 3 steps towards me, he did this several time, I am proud, really proud, he’ll get it, I know he will. We also converted his walker to a walk behind walker and I put him behind it today and stood behind him and pushed it and he walked with it, he’ll walk, I know he will. Kellars new thing is standing up, he loves it, the kid thinks that is all there is to do now is stand. We put him to bed at night, he wants to stand, I lay him down, he rolls over and attempts to stand, I give him a bottle and lay him down, he stands, it’s a battle here lately to get him to go to bed, he thinks his crib is a playpen, what do we do? He wakes me up at 3 in the morning standing in his crib squealing, or I hear the crash where he has done a swan dive into the wooden slats, good thing he has this helmet on for now. He’s tough, tough as a boot, he has busted his lip 3 times and it doesn’t phase him at all, I cried more the first time he busted it than he did, heck I don’t even think he shed a tear, I worry so bad about him wanting to be so independent, but how will he ever learn if I don’t allow him to do it? He is wobbly, but I have noticed that it is getting better, and he is able to get up faster now, and he’s brave, he’ll just turn loose and of course he crashes, but he gets right back up and does it again. He now will try and walk from one point to the next, I mean we’re not talking a big space that he is going back and forth from, but he does turn and grab onto his toy chest from his book shelf and creep over there, in fact this is where our first bloody lip came from. There are no words to describe his determination, like Joey said there is no way that Kellar won’t do what ever he puts his mind to, he’s to determined. So needless to say I am quite proud of his 3 little steps,he’s not quite there yet but he’ll do it eventually…
Band #2….
Kellars 2nd band came in and we along with Aunt Kay Kay headed to Dallas to pick it up. This one looks a little different than his 1st one did, the front is somewhat thinner and the side is a little taller, but regardless of how it looks Kellar is not happy about having this thing back on his head. He has been without one for 2 weeks and basically it’s like starting all over again, getting him used to it, dealing with the sweating and the rubbing, but eventually he’ll adapt to it, hey at least we are only looking at 2 months this go round, or at least we hope he’s only in it for a short period. We also took Kellar to Plano for a eye appt, we have noticed that Kellars eye tends to turn in, it’s not like he walks around cross eyed but at times it turns in and it bothers me. Dr. Leffler did notice it turning in at times, so he decided to dilate his eyes then re-examine them. He said that Kellar is farsighted in his rt eye, and he has a astigmatism in both, but as of right now there is no need for glasses but said it is possible that he may need them in the future. The kid can see, believe me he doesn’t miss a thing, he is constantly scanning the room just looking for something else to get into. You can’t keep him still, he is a wiggle tail, all over the place, he wears me out at times, he’s leaning over, he’s standing, he’s crawling, he’s standing, he’s down, he’s standing again, you get the picture, makes you even feel tired huh? He is pulling up on anything and everything, wobbly as ever but hey at least he’s getting up. He did fall and bust his lip, he never cried, I had no idea he had actually hit anything till he looked at me and there was blood rolling down his chin and then he grins and his teeth are bloody, I freaked out, thought he had knocked a tooth loose but as I fought him to check all of his teeth I noticed the cut to his inner lip, the kid is tough I tell ya…I am proud of him, his determination is out of this world. Now if we could only get this crawling thing down pat, for some reason when he “crawls”, he only uses his rt leg, and even then it’s not traditional crawling it’s that army crawl that he’s been doing. He is somewhat better about catching himself when he’s falling over to the left side, but not near as good to the right…Will I ever not worry?
Cribs aren’t just for sleeping anymore..
Apparently they are also pretty good for learning how to stand. That’s right, Kellar pulled himself to standing in his bed. I was laying there watching him play and roll around, he kept creeping over towards me and peeking through the slats at me, he does this every morning, I look over at him and all I see is these huge brown eyes staring at me. I kept noticing that he was very intently trying to hoist himself up on his bumper-pad, sometimes he does this trying to hang like a ape off of his baby monitor, I was just about to to tell him “no no” when he stood up, he was so proud of himself, he was squealing and laughing. He did rather well, in fact he was trying to crawl out of the bed and over into my bed, I didn’t get pictures because I was scared to leave the little monkey alone for fear I may come back and find him actually on my bed. I am quite proud of my lil bear, so guess Joey gets to bolt everything to the walls when he gets home this afternoon.
Mothers Day….
Happy Mothers Day to all of the wonderful mommies out there…