Quailday: The Toddler Diaries

I tend to wear my rose-colored glasses on the back of my head. In other words, I may be filled with worry and doubt looking forwards, I may be emotionally volatile or obsessive in the present, but I also tend to mostly remember the positives of what happened in the past and not dwell too very much on what happened way back when. I frequently and quite literally forget the bad or rough patches. Call me a romantic, an optimistic, delusional or great coper- either way it is what it is. And it never really causes too much trouble right?

Well, just to be clear that every day in her new class isn’t sunshine and roses I’ll share this from class:

9/21/10: “The Quail was great when we first got there and even crawled away from me when she saw a toy she wanted to play with. Another toddler going for the same toy accidentally stepped on her hand though. She was upset for a few minutes, but let me put her back down. After that she was fine and would play with me but was less interested in the other toddlers or moving away from me. I really think that once she gets walking she’ll be great over there. It’s just tough for her to be down on the ground with ten other energetic babies running/falling around her.”

That little incident is one of my biggest fears with her moving in with the Toddler room. But it wasn’t an injury- just more of an upset and really it’s happened rarely since she’s been in there. She also seems to recover more quickly from those types of upsets which is ultimately good for her.

9/27/10: “The Quail was in a great mood today but even more stubborn than usual. She was already in the toddler room when I got there today and she was doing great. Miss Ashleigh told me they’ve been trying to keep from picking her up so she crawls when she wants to go somewhere. She wouldn’t crawl to me though. She would start to crawl towards me then lay down like she was too tired to keep going then sit up and sign “please” and flap her arms up and down in frustration. I didn’t give in and eventually she gave up and tried to pull herself up to stand using the round tables.”

It was around this time at home that we noticed that she would follow us into another room or if she heard Zuzu or Lovey she would perk up and ditch me to go see what they were up too. It’s so hard to not give in and pick her up at home, so it’s good that there are others with a stronger constitution to help her work through it!

9/29/10: “When I first got to her school, the Quail was finishing up an art project so I hung out in there with her for about 10 minutes. She also tried to pull herself up using a chair, the tables, the refrigerator, my leg, and anything else she could grab.Once she came down off the block I couldn’t make her sit still if I wanted to. Today I pretty much just followed her around and tried to work different activities into what she wanted to do. I had her crawl over the foam block to get a pretend phone (she did this three different times). Then I answered the phone and told her “dad’s calling, say hi dada” and she reached for the phone and said “hi da” and then hugged it. So cute! Next, I got out her puzzle. She almost got the star in by herself, but got distracted by the mailbox of the house. I put a puzzle piece in the mailbox and she pulled it out. Then I told her “open the mailbox” and put the toy in the mailbox” She did both. Then she just wanted to “mail” me puzzle pieces so we took turns with that. After about 5 minutes of this she went back to playing with the puzzle and got the square puzzle piece in completely by herself.”

I probably said it before but I just love how Miss Mattie seems to “get” the Quail and lets her take the lead while looking for teachable moments to get the work in. The outcome is still the same- in this example learning how to get the puzzle together, but her way of getting around to it is so much more successful than when we or other therapists have “drilled” her on a particular activity.

And the grand finale for this week’s post and her busy Toddler Room days in September….

9/30/10: “The Quail pulled herself up to stand two times in a row today! We stayed in Ms.Patti’s because the toddlers weren’t doing anything specific. First I worked on the wheelbarrow position with her for puffs and she crawled over my leg and I held her up in wheelbarrow while she reached with one arm (always her right I think) for puffs. She was able to hold her self up for a good 15 seconds each time before she would rest. She did this four times. Then, I got out her toys and she wanted her Puppies book. I read it once and she signed “book” and “please” so I read it again and then again. She kept signing “book” and “please” so I put the puppies book in the red toy bucket. She crawled over to get it. She tried to lift herself up but didn’t quite get it so she sat down and I heard her say “doggie” and then she signed “book” and “please” again (Ms. Patti heard doggie too). I told her to go get it and that’s when she pulled herself up. She grabbed the book and plopped back down so I read it to her again. Then, she wanted something else in the bucket so she pulled herself up again!”

It was the Saturday morning after this that she pulled herself up to stand in her crib with the only assist being our wild crowd cheering of her efforts! We’re so proud of her.

Up next month is her saintly ongoing battle with the wheelbarrow position and the start of the Toddler Shuffle!

Quailday: The Toddler Diaries

 

As I mentioned last week one of my biggest smiles of the day comes every afternoon when I get a tiny peek into the Quail’s day. For posterity’s sake, I’m going to start keeping a collection of her days as told to me by the Quail’s beloved Miss Mattie, Miss Jodie, Miss Ashleigh and all our other favorite teachers. I hope it makes everyone who loves her smile as wide as it makes me! The picture shown here is the Quail with her EI, Jodie working on some squishy skills.

From September school days:

9/7/10: “She was so great today!  She came out on the playground with everyone and was so preoccupied with playing that she didn’t care if I was there or not at all.  Once we came inside, she just played on the green carpet with everyone and was crawling around and babbling with everybody.  She was much less shy today than last week.  After that, it was time for their snack and it was about time for her milk so I sat her down in a toddler seat at the table and she drank milk and thickener out of her cup with everyone.  After milk, they were getting food-food and I wasn’t sure what she eating now.  Ms. Patti said she usually gets baby food at around 12 so Miss Ashleigh went to grab her a couple saltine crackers so she could eat with the big kids.  While she was gone a couple kids at her table got their food.  She was getting impatient and stood straight up out of her chair.  I don’t think she even realized she was standing.  She was up without any help for a good 20 seconds and then put her hands down on the table for support, but stayed up for a couple minutes while Miss Ashleigh got her crackers.  She also signed “eat” and “please” to get them.  I’m not sure that she even really needs me with her anymore, she’s getting much more confident and comfortable with it. ”  

After requesting further clarification on the standing since it was the first time noted by anyone:

“She lowered her feet down and just stood right up.  The back of her legs were up against the chair, but other than that she was standing on her own until she put her hands down on the table.  I didn’t even know she could do that.  I’ve seen her try to pull herself up from sitting on the ground, but never lower herself down from something. ”

And then the next week:

9/15/10: “She is so motivated to stand!  When I first got there, I was going to bring her right over to the toddler room.  Instead she grabbed onto my fingers and (legs tucked to the side) stood right up with me pulling a bit.  Unfortunately, she lost her grip on my fingers and fell backwards.  She was a little annoyed with me for that, but quickly forgot about it.  Next, she crawled over to the red toy bucket and tried to pull herself up to stand (again with her legs perfectly placed).  Even though she never quite got it, she kept trying.  After about five tries I helped boost her up and she picked the baby toy out of the bucket and gave it hugs and kisses.  Then I got her shoes out to go outside with the toddlers and I said, “Quail, Can I see your foot so I can put your shoe on?”  and she lifted her foot hi in the air for me.  We went next door and spent about 5 minutes outside and then about another 15 in the toddler room.  She played with block with them and I tried to work on some two-step commands with her “Quail, put the block down.  Quail, stack the block.”  She was pretty distracted though.  She also said “baby” in reaction to another toddler playing with a baby doll next to her.  She did pretty good in there, but still looks over for support when she gets overwhelmed.  Then, we cam back to Ms.Patti’s room.  I tried to work on her wheelbarrow excersize, but she wasn’t feeling it today.  We did some crawling over my leg instead.”

And then a few days later:

9/20/10: “She pulled herself up to standing without any help today! When I first got there, she crawled over to me to say hi, then she crawled over to the red toy bucket and just pulled herself up like she’s done it 100 times.  She tried again a minute later and didn’t quite get it, but she was close.  Then we went out to the playground with the toddlers and she went on the swings and down the slide (with a little help) and got to say hi to Zuzu on the other side of the fence. We spent about 20 minutes outside with them and then came back to Ms. Patti’s room.  I had her sit up on the block and we read a book twice.  She signed “book” when I asked her to say book.  Then I worked on having her reach for puzzle pieces and tried to get her to put them in the puzzle.  She was more interested in hitting them together though.  I also tried to work on two-step commands with the cups.  “Put the cup down. Stack the cup” She stacked one cup on top of another once, but wouldn’t put the first block down when asked.  Then, I had her sitting up on the big ball and moved her from side to side and front to back.  She did really well with this and didn’t need that much support from me.  Next, I had her crawl over my leg for puffs.  She did this about 5 times and signed “please” for puffs.  Then, I tried the wheelbarrow with her with help from Ms. Patti distracting her with puffs.  She stayed up for about 15 seconds 3 times.

Zuzuday: 4 precious years

 

Our spirited Miss turns 4 years old today! I can hardly believe the time has gone by so quickly…and yet we couldn’t be prouder. I can’t imagine our lives  without your spirit, your grin, your presence and your kindness dear Zuzu. You are wise beyond your years and teach us so much every single day. Your kindness as you’ve matured into an amazingly spirited, generous, kind and thoughtful big sister in this last year is so natural and graceful. The world is a better place for having you in it. May you always be the free and kindly spirit that you are today. May you stay in love with life throughout your own. You are such a role model to us all. Bless your kind head child.

 

We love you more than we can say dear one.

Quailday: Eye on the prize…

She’s getting there! And Momma may have a heart attack along the way! If you’ll notice she chose to do her first “all-by-her-own-self-pull-to-stand” trick on a slippery surface. I literally stopped in mid air with a quick mental debate to snap the picture when she got up or swoop in for a rescue. You can tell by the quality of the photo that I went with a compromise.

This picture was probably a month ago. In physical therapy we can help her with minimal assist to stand and then play and she’ll stay up for a record 19 minutes to date. She’s definitely getting stronger in her core. Now when she starts her lopey crawl down the hall to us she will manage to stay up on all fours for a stride or two before dropping back down into military motions (army-crawl). Her transitions from one area to another and one toy to another have her spending more time in a tall-kneel and her need to continue a daily read-a-thon have encouraged her to take matters into her own hands and pull up!

Our dear Mattie who comes in to spend one-on-one time with the Quail at her school 3-4 days a week sends us a daily update of how the playtime went and I have to say it is one of my high-lights of each day reading about this little bird’s antics. Be it, sweet, sleepy, naughty, into everything or insistent behaviors. Mattie and her have developed a happy rapport and I really get the sense that Mattie gets what is going on in the Quail’s sweet noggin and has the ability to make the most of it and go with her flow. Today’s note demonstrated her using her newfound strength & language to further her campaign platform for longer storytimes for all children:

“Then, I got out her toys and she wanted her Puppies book. I read it once and she signed “book” and “please” so I read it again and then again. She kept signing “book” and “please” so I put the puppies book in the red toy bucket. She crawled over to get it. She tried to lift herself up but didn’t quite get it so she sat down and I heard her say “doggie” and then she signed “book” and “please” again (Ms. Patty heard doggie too). I told her to go get it and that’s when she pulled herself up. She grabbed the book and plopped back down so I read it to her again.”

Way to fly little bird!

The Stisters Autumn Adventures begin…

The Stisters (Zuzu’s pronunciation) are on the go! It’s the beginning of the school year and both girls are in the middle of transition woes. About a week into the new school  year it dawned on us that maybe Zuzu doesn’t remember any of her other dear teachers other than the one she had for the last 2 years. Poor thing is having a bit of a difficult adjustment. She seems to be doing ok in the classroom, but she has started bemoaning having to go in the morning, sulks into her spot at group time when dropped off and is a bundle of frayed nerves most of the rest of the evening when we pick her up. The tiniest thing- say, a chip falling on the floor, my stupidly bending to pick it up, my not anticipating her exact reaction to the announcement of bedtime sets her off into a flurry of tears. We’re trying to be patient and kind and lowering our expectations for going out and about in the evening for a while until she settles in.

And she will- settle in that is. She’s excited to have a handful of girls in her class and talks about them endlessly. She’s spent most of her first 3 years in classes primarily comprised of little boys and seems excited to have little counterparts that are equally excited to go to dance class with her. When we went to get fitted for this years outfit the girl flitted and twirled her way through the studio. Both her teachers stared open-mouthed at her energy and eagerness. Both indicated that she was quiet as a mouse the year before. It will be interesting to see if once Momma is not there if she’ll continue her enthusiasm or go back to mousehood.

The 3 year old class is a HUGE change in structure from what she is used to though. The kiddo’s have assigned duties each week and by tuesday Zuzu can list off who is line leader, door holder, spoon hander-outer and table wiper. She’s clear on what gets her daily smiley face taken away and quick to point out to her teacher when she’s earned it back. She happily shows me the footprints around the room that demonstrate where the line-up starts for different activities and shows me where her spot is at the table. She’s a good kid and likes it to be known when she does something right so I think in time it will feel less like too much pressure and more like the comfort of orderly routine.

The Quail’s transition into the Toddler Room is going along pretty well too. Lovey and I have both spent some time in the class with her and each of her therapists have taken turns bringing her in and helping her to get to know the structure and routine. She’s definitely looking forward to getting to spend lunchtime with the big kids. This week while she was finishing up her visit the lunches were brought to the room and as they were being handed out she decided to stand herself up at the table to emphasize that it was her turn! Our girl loves food! And on that happy note I’m also thrilled to report that her thyroid tests came back in the normal range. We’ve had a few reports of how tired she seems a couple of times a week and rather spaced out. I was a little worried that it might be thyroid related but that appears to not be the case.

In speech this week she also started saying “pider” for a tune to be played in addition to holding up her spiders. She also pushes her little foot at you if you ask to see her piggies. We’re working on body parts and belly and head and foot are pretty consistent.

Here’s a picture from the first day of school- gosh they look so big!

Quailday: 18 months and counting….

It’s August and time is passing too quickly these days to properly keep up in our cyber and real worlds! We still have photos & tales to share from 2 of our 3 family vacations this summer, a whole host of new developmental milestones, general prettiness and wackiness of daily life, emapthies for our friends who are struggling right now and opinions galore about society and its goings-on. Not to mention a celebration of a year of happy blogging having come and gone already!

For now though; we’ll forego orderliness and the desire to be clever and just start updating.

This spunky gal turned 18 months in August. The Quail is so much still our sweet baby and yet has her little arms outstretched to big-girldom barreling after her sister.  On 8/7/10 she got her third molar in- the top right one. On 8/12/10 Jodie managed to position her into a free-stand and with the helpful distraction of her classmates she didn’t even notice or balk until 5 seconds into it she looked around and realized no one was supporting her and down she went headfirst. The next two times she was a  bit more graceful in making a choice to plop down bum-first. On 8/15/10 she managed to pull up to standing on her new awesome Plan Toy Walker  from Momma’s lap. We love this one compared to the others we have because it allows you to adjust the tension in the wheels so it is a little less likely to peel out from under her when she shifts her weight on it. The night before this big event she had been sitting by me on the couch at our new friend’s house and had tried to use my hair to haul herself up for a kiss.  Then yesterday on 9/29/10 we were out for a swim in our lil yellow pull and she about gave me a heart-attack as she plopped down on all fours in the water, crawled over to the side and hoisted herself up to standing on the side of the pool with the assistance of only Poseidon to keep her safe. I do have a blurry photo of this progression which I’ll post later. I had a half second of debate on whether to capture the moment or launch myself at the pool to prevent any untimely aspiration. Even with all of us cheering her on she managed to remain stable until she decided to plunk back down in the water. It truly is amazing to watch her development unfold itself in it’s own time. She’s getting there and we’re so pleased.

The chat-a-thon continues. I think the best way to explain the difference from a month or so ago is that when you show her something and tell her its name she tries to repeat it back to you. We thought the signing would come easier than the speaking with the oral-motor strength and motor planning issues but it is still unclear as to which she’ll take too when you show her both. Two weeks ago in speech therapy we got out some crackers and repeatedly showed her the sign while saying the word. The intensive repetition seems to be what enables it to stick. By the end of the session she was attempting the sign but even better attempting the word.

She moves into the Toddler room this upcoming month as well and we’ve been having her go visit to transition in. Snack-time for the toddlers includes a lesson in manners. You say please and thank-you when it’s your turn. So last week in speech we worked on this and she got it so quickly! You could hear the quiet little “lease”, but she prefers the sign. So now we have our third sentence (after Hi Da-da! and Night bird), “Eat please!” But she signs it, and if you don’t give her the treat quickly enough she’ll proceed to sign the please portion of the sentence with increasing pleading in her eyes and harder thumping on her chest till you hand over the goods. If anyone has ever looked earnest in signing it would be the Quail. “Thank you” though she prefers to speak.

On 8/22/09 at tubby time she told her first joke. She and her sister were in the tubby, she looked at me, looked down at the water and then looked back up at me and signed drink (which is putting her thumb to her mouth like she is sucking it for us) and then started laughing. For us she’s right in time with her sister’s first joke. One night when Zuzu was about 18 months old I was in bed not feeling well and she had come up and asked me if my nose was running. When I said yes, she said, “You better go catch it!”, laughed heartily and ran off. Apparently the sense of humor is genetic.

Quailday: Will work for Puffs..

 and maybe- just for grins…and kitty cats…and cheers…and toys…and hugs and kisses. But don’t put those Puffs away just yet…

But she did it! She crawled from kitchen to tubby- get this- without a food incentive- just my big ole grin- or maybe it was because she wanted to pet Chula Cat and I was brushing her a few feet away. This is a huge, happy, grinning ear-to-ear, we’re more alike than different moment in our nest. Zuzu’s early crawling memories for me center around after dinner when we would put her on the ground and she would scramble down the hall so excited for tubby time, which eventually evolved into a sprint and most recently a streak.

Wednesday morning I saw her get up from belly to sitting. Maybe knowing she can get out of it she’s more interested in getting in it. It definitely seems like she has gone from she can crawl to she is interested in crawling. She started out sitting in the kitchen and with our big, loud hollers of “Come on! It’s tubby time! You can do it!” She would get down, grinning crawl a few feet then get back up in sitting and grin at us, then a few seconds later repeat. When she got within a few feet of where Chula and I were sitting you could totally see her thinking it through. She would realize she could reach out and almost touch me laying down, but in the process of backing up into sitting would then find herself further back then she thought she was. So she’d flop down and try again for a few pulls then back up and measure the distance with her arm. After about the 3rd or 4th try, she would then put one arm out and grin at me to take her little hand, then reach the other out and look at me like I was a sled dog. So stinkin cute! She did it again thursday night as well.

Also thursday when our dear Jodie (EI) came to visit we were all sitting in the living room criss-cross- applesauce and the Quail reached both hands out and chortled at me to take them. I did and she pulled herself up to standing! She then went down and repeated the performance a few more times. It gave me a huge grin because it was just 3 weeks or so ago that I had tried to get her to pull up to stand and she refused so profusely I briefly wondered if she was regressing and just couldn’t. She definately has a stubborn streak that will serve her well as an adult. But for now “adult-driven” activities- well she’s not so keen on it. Kathy has let us know that this is a problem- thus the idea of brushing. She thinks that it is a function of the Quail feeling uncomfortable when she can’t control her bodies movement in space and that is what is triggering her resistance. I can see that- but what I grapple with is whether that’s a good survival instinct or reflex, versus an aversion or problem that needs to be overcome. I’ve always admired Zuzu’s determination and confidence and I’ve worked hard to train my own eye and mind to see it that way. I have a hard time then backing up and saying that because the Quail has a disability it’s not determination and confidence- it’s a problem and hard-wiring that needs to be overrode. I don’t doubt that the medical explanation for the behavior might be the same in both girls. I’m fairly certain I have some stronger sensory modulation issues then an average or typical person. I’m just not ok trying to override it in her right now. I have a much more long and drawn out thought about this issue-but never the time to fully articulate and process it. So for now- this will have to suffice.

She has just gotten soooooo strong lately.  In brute force and will. We may have to change her nickname to something more fierce then her delicate little quail image. I’ll need to find a pretty bird that embodies her strength, joy and fierceness all rolled into a charming increasingly chatty little package!

We’ve also had our Kathy give a program plan update on her Sara Rosenfeld Johnson plan. We got it in the beginning of May and there were a few weeks there that I thought we might not finish it up by our next visit in October. But it looks like we are well on the way. With all the chompin and chattin in the Quail’s repotoire these days we have flown into her next straw and will probably move up to the 3rd one shortly. We’re also moving onto the red chewy tube but not quite ready to let go of the Zvibe yet. Last time we tried the chewy tube she cried at the first suggestion that she bite it. This time we heard a good crunch right off. We are still working and sort of hovering in the same spot with the syringe feeding though. It looks like maybe Momma and Daddy are to blame for this regression though. We read the directions wrong and were angling the food a little too sharply down in the pocket and may have created a jaw jut in compensation.

We’re also going to start with a new OT for fine motor therapy next week. Kathy has been marvelous navigating us through the feeding world and will continue to check in with us on those issues but it’s time to focus on fine motor and our schedules no longer match up for the fall. It will be interesting to see how long it takes the Quail to warm up to a new friend. Wish her luck- and I do mean the new OT!

Quailday: Yawn! Stretch! Nigh-nigh…

Our Quail’s a little tired today. We’ve started waking her up in the morning before I go to work. She’s given up her morning nap and is at just one midday 2 hour nap. So there is some definite sleep adjustment going on in our nest. Our student who works with her and her teachers have commented that she seems tired. We may have to go back to just letting her sleep in the mornings. On the weekends she’ll sleep till about 7:30-8am. Which is great for Momma! She’s the opposite of  Zuzu who is more likely to be the first one up. So likely in fact she’s taken it upon herself to turn on the their bedroom light first thing and then come let me know the baby is awake. But the morning time is nice for me to get to spend a little bit of time with her and Zuzu now that I’ve stopped pumping and nursing. Not a lot mind you, I’m still catching up on my sleep- but some. It’s been this early morning quiet when Zuzu is off assembling her bumble-bee self or deciding on breakfast or trying to get a grown-up to put on Dora or Kai-Lan or Max & Ruby for “just 1 episode…pleeeeeaaasseee!”

Well it’s this early morning wake up that we’ve used to practice going from laying down up to sit. As far as I had seen she still needed some assist to get her going. But today- breakthrough- both Mattie our student and Lovey reported her going from laying down up to sit. Lovey didn’t get to see the process- just the end result but Mattie witnessed it! Yay!

Then tonight when I took her in a little earlier to try to get her a little extra sleep- well we started our night-night rounds of telling the flowers and animals and numbers on the wall night-night. We had a brief period a month or so ago of her screaming when she realized we were putting her down to bed and her bottle wasn’t in her mouth. It was brief- literally from the air-lift over her crib to the settling on the mattress- but it was loud and disruptive. Lovey added this into the routine in hopes of it triggering a light that the bottle was coming and she didn’t have to get upset once she recognized the routine. Tonight we started in the usual order, Nigh-nigh flowers, nigh-nigh Giraffe…and then, she did it- on her own she said, “Nigh-bird!” Apparantly she wanted to speed things along. Good girl!

There was also a quiet little “Big sistah” sounding grumble from the crib this early morning. She’ll learn soon enough not to encourage Zuzu until she’s fully awake and armed!