Cat has been able to sit unassisted for maybe 5 seconds for a while now. Today she seemed to have some kind of muscular/vestibular leap and can suddenly sit for a couple of minutes at a time. After a few false starts she also seems to be learning how to sort of flop/roll to one side when she gets tired rather than flinging herself backwards and conking her head on the floor. (We have carpeted floors and live in the second storey of our building so it's not a hard conk, but it still displeasures her highness.)
Meanwhile, I have a pic of Tad from 6/18/14 where he was sitting up independently. (This one is from a week or two later because I like the similarity.) I had the idea that he was more like 8-9 months before he was sitting well but apparently I misremembered! So he would have been 6 months, 4 weeks, and 1 day; whereas Cat is currently 6 months, 3 weeks, and 5 days. It's a bit creepy how well they are hitting milestones together.
This morning I was idly rubbing Cat's gum (I do this regularly both to check for teeth and to soothe her poor aching gums with a little counterpressure) and had quite the surprise when I felt something sharp poking through! I know better than to think that this signals the end of fussiness, though, since she has 19 more baby teeth to go.
According to historical records, Tad got his first tooth on 6/10/14, when he was 6 months and 3 weeks old. Cat is currently 6 months, 3 weeks, and 1 day old, so tracking pretty close with big brother! And her first tooth is also the bottom right incisor!
I want to do more posts about random little milestones like this because I love being able to look back and see when Tad did things like crawling and getting teeth and sitting up. Most of these things get posted on Facebook (much easier to do from my phone!) so maybe I'll do a monthly compilation of Facebook updates or something.
In therapy lately I've been joking about "cherishing the moment" and how old ladies in the grocery store will tell me "They grow up so fast!" and my initial reaction is "THANK GOD."
When Tad was a baby we had a lot of breastfeeding issues and I found the whole thing incredibly stressful and upsetting so one of the ways I coped was by being very selective with the kind of pictures I took. There are no pictures of him nursing as a newborn because I didn't want to capture a memory of using a nipple shield. There are no pictures of Scott feeding him a bottle because I didn't want to capture that memory either.
Nowadays, I see people post nursing pics with a nipple shield or an SNS or what have you and it looks totally beautiful to me and I wish I had some pictures too, because that wasn't a neat and tidy moment but it was our moment; the only one we're ever going to have.
Today I was downloading a bunch of pictures onto my computer so I could delete them off my phone because I'm running out of memory and it's really tedious to go in and delete a picture every time I want to take one. Among the ones downloaded and deleted were pics of Tad's third birthday. There aren't actually very many pics and I remember exactly why: Because he was going through a phase of near-constantly blowing raspberries and I didn't want to post pics of him with his tongue sticking out because it's...not neat, I guess. Because I expend more mental energy than I probably ought wondering what his stimming and his other unusual behaviors look like to the wide world.
But just as there is no alternate universe in which Tad doesn't exist, there is no alternate universe in which he is not autistic. The moments where he is looking away from the camera or making weird noises or flapping his hands are not neat and tidy and socially acceptable, but they are the only moments we have. *****
And just like that I think I might have learned how to cherish.
So called because this is my adaptation of my mom's adaptation of a recipe that came from one of my aunts, so whether or not it bears any resemblance to the original is entirely uncertain.
2 lbs boneless skinless chicken breast
3/4 cup olive oil
1/2 cup tomato sauce
1/4 cup acid (I believe the original had balsamic vinegar; I've used red wine vinegar or just plain red wine--basically whatever I have on hand)
4 cloves minced garlic
1 tbsp dried basil
1 tsp salt
1 pinch red pepper flakes
Can be baked at 400* for 30-35 minutes or grilled or whatever your little heart desires.
Serve with side dishes or not; I'm not the boss of you.
This is the world's lamest post, but I think anybody who reads my blog is used to that. :p I'm writing this down because Scott keeps asking why we have no tortillas and wandering over to Kroger to buy some.
- cheese sticks and fruit
- block cheese and crackers
- yogurt smoothies
- peanut butter sandwiches
We eat 2-3 snacks a day (WE LIKE FOOD OKAY) and probably go through about 4 pounds of cheese per week. (And that's not counting the parmesan we go through due to a certain 3-foot-tall person who likes to eat it straight out of the can.) I have been thinking about getting a Costco membership because we'd save a bundle on eating free samples as snacks and buying giant sacks of cheese sticks on the cheap.