Saturday, December 15, 2007

We finally managed a photograph with the man in red! Isla was so wonderful, genuinely excited! Although, she was waiting on his knee for a little while smiling away because the photographer was talking to me about Ataxia, so it's the tail-end of her smile, but it's a Santa photo nonetheless!
She's so grown up now, I can barely remember what it was like when she was so little. *sigh*
She's decided that Santa will bring her a pink bicycle, so I found one in an online catalogue and was showing Ian while she was outside playing, but forgot to close the webpage and Isla came in and saw it and said, "Oh, a Christmas bicycle!" LOL She's determined to have a pink bicycle one way or another, look at what she did to her old trike...(you may have to enlarge it to see the full effect!)
Labels: Santa
Friday, December 14, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Isla met Santa this evening. It was the Family Daycare Children's Christmas party, so I decided to take her along. It was chaotic, so many children running everywhere, playing bullrush, wrestling, it was bizarre. Isla danced on top of a table while they sang songs in the hall and gave an almight rendition of "We wish you a Merry Christmas" with plenty of gusto. After that we went outside for another play, and the Paddle Pop lion handed out ice-creams so I had one very happy little girl, who was even happier at Santa's arrival in the meantime! And to top it off, he gave her a packet of twisties, her all time favourite!
We met another Mum and little boy with Cerebral Palsy, he had Spastic Quadriplegia and was completely adorable. He had the most unreal AFO's, blue with rockets on them!
I'm glad I decided to go. Often I would simply ignore an invitation, but thought that it would be important to Isla, so we went. Sometimes it's confronting to see all the other kids around Isla's age running around and playing with each other while she struggles to walk without falling over. Initially I felt like bursting into tears just watching her. She walked around the grass while kids tore by her either side and were running and jumping around...and it didn't bother her. She was so happy just walking around, taking it all in. She's such an amazing little creature. She insisted on sitting "like a big girl" with her legs stretched out in front of her, and propping herself up against me for stability - I'm sure it was because all the other kids were sitting like that.
We had a few tears when we left, Isla wanted to back outside and play with the kids, but it was starting to sprinkle, so I dediced it was time to leave, we'd been there almost 2 hours anyway, she sobbed most of the way home.
Happy 2nd Birthday to Princess Andie!
Labels: Cerebral Palsy, Christmas Party
Monday, December 3, 2007
Isla's behaviour is getting a little better...we're still privy to the tantrums though, not as frequent, but still present.
Has me wondering why. Is it simply the terrible twos? Sensory overload - too many things going on at once? Too many choices? Growing pains? Testing the boundaries? Growth Spurt?
I think it's a combination of all of the above. I've limited the choices and she seems to be responding better. No more "What do you want for breakfast?" open ended questions. Limiting her to 2 choices seems to be plenty. Speaking of food, her eating is improving, so perhaps a growth spurt? Her shoes are getting too small and she's been complaining of sore toes and legs which leads me to the Growing Pains conclusion.
Isla's sleeping has improved out of sight, and could potentially be linked to the decrease in hissy fits and the weight gain. I remember Michael once said that her weight would improve once her sleeping was sorted out. She'll happily go to bed on her own now, and with no day sleeps she's managing 12-14 hours of sleep a night :) Sleep time used to be such a battle for us, often she'd drop off on the lounge or giving us a cuddle, but it was all getting too much for all of us.
Isla has a new friend, "Dolly" - a gift from my Mum when Isla was about 7 weeks old. Dolly has sat on the shelves in the toy room for nearly 3 years and has finally won a place in Isla's heart. Dolly goes everywhere with us now, gets tucked into bed and is a little shadow of my little shadow!
Labels: eating, sleeping, terrible two's
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Had a busy day today. Went to the shopping centre to finalise Xmas presents, bought two then had to come home to go Fridge shopping with my Mum.
We went to 2 places and ended up getting a really good deal at the 2nd place we went to, and they're going to store it there at the shop until we pick it up the morning that Mum moves into her new home. Isla would have been with us, but she was asleep when Mum arrived at our place and Ian told us to leave her there instead of waking her up to go in the car.
After we'd finished fridge shopping we intended on going home and picking up Isla and choofing off to Ikea, but again Ian said to leave her at home because she was quite happy playing with him. So we did. We headed off for a 'quick' trip and ended up staying for hours! Mum picked up the chair and a tv stand that she was after and I bought a few Xmas presents along the way. Once we'd finished we went to grab something to eat because we'd shopped through lunch. I went up to the car to load all the crap in it that we'd bought while Mum went back down to the shop because they hadn't given her the right meal.
So, I'm loading the car, very hungry for my lunch (it was almost 6pm at this stage) when all this blood started pouring down my throat! I was freaking out! So much blood, mouthful after mouthful, just constant dribble down my throat! Mum was cool as a cucumber and after several failed attempts we made it to the Emergency department of nearby Concord Hospital. Mum was very brave - she's hideously afraid of hospitals, so the fact that she came in and sat in the triage area of the ED was pretty amazing! I thought she'd stay in the car for sure!
Fortunately for me, I fear I am not much braver than my Mum, the place was empty. I only saw 1 person in a bed and another one on a trolley, so I was seen to after not even 5 minutes of waiting after being triaged. The Dr I saw confirmed that it was a blood clot from my tonsillectomy that had dislodged and was now sitting in my throat waiting to be swallowed - yuck! He said the bleeding was normal when they come away and that there was another one in my throat waiting to do the same thing! Should it happen again I need to put Ice on my throat as it constricts the ventricles of the blood vessels and to go to the hospital if the bleeding lasts more than 20 minutes.
Such a freak out! So glad that Mum was with me, and that Isla was at home, I don't know that I would have coped if it happened to me on my own!






