Quail Day: Sucking up

That’s our girl dutifully tucking in her chin while she sucks up kefir in her honey bear! Way to go Quail! We’ve been thickening her breastmilk with a variety of foods- mangos, prunes, pears, cinnamon to coax her into complying with Sarah Rosenfeld Johnson’s straw hirearchy. We regularly lecture on the virtues of the chintuck and the importance of it during drinking to her overall health. But try explaining the physics of a straw to a nine-month old. It’s been slow going. The beauty of the flexi-straw in the honey bear is our ability to squeeze some of the liquid up into her mouth. We’ve been working on it since October. We’ve gotten good lip closure and she greets that bear like it’s Yogi Bear come to life when she spies it in any corner of the room. But it wasn’t going much beyond our squeezing the liquid up. And then we realized that Zuzu’s favorite drink was the right consistency for the honey bear- and better yet- Earthfare Grocers sells drinkable plain whole milk yogurt! We added it and voila…she sounded like Maggie Simpson…suck…suck…suck. After one or two more tries with me appling a tiny bit of pressure she managed to start sucking it up without help. We’re still working on straw positioning in her mouth and her not leading into the drink with her tongue. But there is still much happy drinking doing on at our home!

Quail Day: Great Feets/Feats & Juggling Acts

Life is full of balancing acts right? How to get enough attention to all who need it? Well synergy fell into our nest this past weekend as a braincell or 2 of mine perked up and suggested I spend time petting and brushing Chula  Cat at an adequately safe distance from the Quail. The Quail is a big fan of the Chula Cat. Nothing gets her wings flapping and her eye’s trained as hawk’s eyes on her target as our dear Chula Cat. And Chula Cat since she has arrived in our lap has been slowly letting us know she would like to be more, albeit safely, centered into the mix. The latest milestone we have been working hard towards is the elusive crawl. Mark the PT suggested it looked like the Quail may skip it and go to standing and walking in the next year, which is fine if that is what is to be. But we would like the crawl to happen if at all possible. I was inspired by this family’s bribe to get their lil one to crawl. But while Cheetos would definately get Zuzu and Lovey motoring across the room, I’m less convinced it would work with the Quail. For Zuzu she started first going backwards, as had her Momma, and then eventually forward when the telephone was in site. I felt less sure about the appropriate motivational tool for the Quail until Chula Cat happened into a therapy session with us this past weekend and voila, amongst a lot of wings flapping, feathers and fur flying we had backward motion! Fly baby fly!

ps: No cats were harmed in the production of these shots.

Quail Day: Mystery solved….

It’s been a while since I’ve written about our dear bird. Mostly out of need to be tending my flock. The Quail had a good 3 weeks of health & wellness and we tentatively poked our heads out of our winter cave. Around this same time we had a swallow study done at the recommendation of our feeding therapist. To date the Quail still throws up. A lot. Daily. Multiple times. We had seen a pediatric GI back  when she was about 6 months old and he felt she would outgrow this when she finally started on solid foods and got closer to a year. Unfortunately that didn’t happen. The swallow study is really the opening phrase in what might prove to be a long question. The SLP who did it did not see actual aspiration, but what they call penetration- where the food would go down, pool & bounce over to the lung opening, and then divert back where it should go. It happened with the breastmilk in a bottle up to about 1.5-2 tsps of added cereal per oz of milk consistently. At that point, when it was thickened to that level she had more control. She would also let the food and liquid pool in her mouth before swallowing. That finding in combination with her signficant history of upper respiratory illnesses over the last 6 months caused the SLP to postulate that she most likely aspirates by the time she finishes a bottle due to her difficulty taking the bottle and fatigue. Most likely micro-aspiration- tiny droplets and since they are so small our pediatrician’s usage of a chest X-ray to say that she was not aspirating last fall when she had pneumonia was insufficient in her opinion. She said from that moment on all liquids needed to be thickened and we needed to speed up our process to get her off the bottle and onto using the Honey Bear- ala Sara Rosenfeld Johnson. We have been working on this, and interestingly the swallow study showed her having better control of the liquid with the honey bear then the bottle. Although- in hindsite- we thicken the HB liquid with Mangos to ensure her interest- and were not thickening the milk in the bottle. They said the chin-tuck needed to drink from a straw as well as the thicker liquid allows for better control on her part.  The final diagnosis was moderate dysphagia.

This was extremely disappointing news to me- both incredibly scary- that she could be aspirating; incredibly dumb-founding- that in all our analytical skill and attention we have applied to eating and health issues we could have possibly missed such a basic thing as her possible aspiration. And incredibly guilt-producing- that again we could have missed something so basic, and that we were unwittingly possibly doing something that could have contributed to her ill health these past few months. We also had chosen to take cereal out of her diet because of it’s effect on the lower half of her little GI system. We have managed to get her settled into Beech-nut Oatmeal- and it is a little less constipating then rice thankfully. The Beechnut also doesn’t clump like the Gerber does so it functions much better in the bottle. The other troubling part to this is we had been handing her a bottle during the night when she woke and cried and then all going back to sleep. The staff was clear this was a no-no. So for now she is back in her swing so that she can stay upright when she drinks during the night. Obviously this isn’t a long-term solution and we’ve only got about 4 more pounds till the end of this solution.

Our speech therapist helped to interpret the report. I wish we could have had her at the swallow study- it  just hadn’t worked with her schedule. But the situation felt much less dire with her interpreting the actual report for us. Our OT who works on feeding issues  pointed out the subjectivity of a given study interpretation as well. When our geneticist heard about the study he reiterated the importance of going back to the GI for follow up after getting an Upper GI study done. That study came and gave us a new diagnosis of duodenal stenosis. Once again I was floored. This is a congenital intestinal blockage that is extremely common in children that have Down syndrome. Typically it is found at birth and surgically corrected. The only thing we can figure is that since her’s isn’t a complete blockage and thus she was able to take in thin liquids and poop they used that to check it off the Ds checklist of concerns at birth. She has what was described as a windsock shaped webbing in the duodenum that narrows at the bottom of the webbing. It struck me as strange that this is the same description as the tissue growth that is slowly closing up her VSD as well. So thin liquids get through. As we’ve moved into “Stage 3” textured foods the throwing up has continued and we’ve often noticed that what comes up is the carrot or rice chunks in the food. Per our surgeon the bottom opening is so small they can’t make it through. He guessed that since she has obviously gotten enough nutrition to survive (!);  she must be applying pressure to the food in her intestine and eventually pushes it through the tiny hole.  She has always made a growling sound when she sort of tenses her belly throughout the day- we thought it was a noise indicating she was just peeing or pooping when she was small- I now think it was probably her pushing the milk through the opening.

So our little bird is going to be temporarily out of the nest. Our local Children’s Hospital, which I will most definitely be donating to during their next radio-a-thon, is going to be hosting her for what we’ve been told will be 4-6 days. The surgery to open the duodenum, excise the web and close her back up will take about 1.5 hours. He can’t do it laproscopically because he needs to see what is near-by to be sure to leave the bile ducts intact. After that she will be on a naso-gastric tube to clean out the area and an IV for nourishment for 2-3 days to allow the site time to heal. After that we’ll start trying to feed her again orally. He estimates it will take 2-3 days to get her back up to full feeds. At that point she can be released and go home to recuperate. We are unsure as to how long it will be before she can return to school- we are guessing about 1-2 weeks. Fortunately the situation isn’t emergent, as she’s gone this long growing well and we can hold off until middle of may when Lovey’s semester will be over and hopefully Grandma can come stay with us to help tend the nest.

Please think good thoughts for our dear Quail and our lonely hearts while she is away from home. We are so hopeful that this all explains the vast majority of the feeding difficulties she has and in a few months she’ll be eating like a champ.

Speaking of which we had two little-biggies this weekend:

1. She’s got a spare! Tooth number too also front and bottom center poked through!

2. She suddenly learned to drink from a straw! This will aid the change over to the honeybear hugely! I don’t know if it suddenly clicked for her or if she just finds the new drink so very tasty. One of our local organic grocers started stocking “drinkable yogurt”. As Zuzu is a kefir-fiend through and through we had to get this for her to try. Well we added some to the Quail’s honey-bear thinking the consistency might be just right and our little bird suddenly started sucking it up with a perfect chin-tuck! I’m so proud! Fly lil bird fly!

Quail Day

I’m just a little bit in love with this girl and her party dress. I am still ruminating over the lost tiny tiara though. Maybe it will turn up one day. In the meantime she is enjoying her status as a 1 yr old. During therapy she is already acting so much more mature! Well at least she is now talking to her speech therapist and pleased as punch that swinging has been added into her OT’s repertoire. She also in the last few weeks has apparently decided what the world needs now is more love and thus has started doling out hugs left and right. To her classmates, to her therapists and most adorably to her sister. She will holler and holler until she gets Zuzu’s attention, at which point Zuzu will lean in for a hug and proudly pronounce, “Momma, she just needed a hug!”; as the Quail grips on to her with all her might and drools happily into her sister’s hair. The acoustics in the bathroom are especially pleasing for this ongoing reenactment and I managed to capture a bit of the filibuster on film last night. Right now they are about as in love with each other as two sisters can be. On the morning of the Quail’s actual birthday I started softly singing Happy Birthday to her when I saw she was awake. Zuzu broke in and silenced me insisting she needed to do the honors. She finished the song off with, “I love you my sweet sister, you are the best baby ever!” It brought tears to my eyes, as the last time she insisted on serenading her sister with Happy Birthday was the weekend after we brought her home from the hospital. She would alternate Happy Birthday with the Barney theme- I love you, you love me, firmly insisting we all sit in a circle and hold hands while she finish out the concert. I tried to capture it on film then, and it was hormonally deleted. So I’m pleased as punch to have a chance to recapture the sentiment- still as lovely and true as a year ago. I wish this joy and delight in each other for them throughout their lives.

Happy 1st Birthday Quail!

Saturday we had the Quail’s first birthday party at our home! It was lovely and sweet and a good showing of our dear local friends joined in the festivities. The day was not without it’s follies: the tiny tiara was lost before it could even be worn, the cupcakes were turned upside down  by a certain 3 year old in her eagerness to share, about half of the invitees were unable to attend. The birthday girl was at her refluxy-prime from the beginning and asleep when her guests arrived and that certain 3 year old later “helped” her sister unwrap her gifts before a certain Momma could write down who the giftees came from. But all-in-all it was a lovely day. The weather was beautiful, the house was clean, the children were chipper, our dear Justine was engaging, the pizza’s were on time, the balloons and singing and frosted-Italian-creme-violet-topped-masterpieces all made the Birthday girl smile and chirp with joy! And the girls in their matching green party dresses were as lovely as the early spring day itself!

Thanks to everyone who helped out! We love you all and feel so blessed to be part of such a rich communityof friends and family!

Gratitude Journal: In honor of a year with the Quail

1. Making Zuzu into an awesome sister

2. Being an awesome sister yourself

3. the little hands sweeping behind you gesture you make when you are excited

4. the way your arms go up and you get all wiggly in anticipation when one of us put a receiving blanket over our shoulders

5. the courage you gave me as a mother

6. making us into a family

7. bringing me back to the kind of person I’ve always been

8. your confidence in your rightful belonging in our hearts, our family, our lives and on my hip

9. showing me the beauty in your unique face and way of being

10. your giggles, grins and gripping little hands

11. the community you bonded us too

12. your Buddha belly

13. your calm wise gaze

14. the way you follow your sister and cat around the room

15. your ability to have your cake and eat it too (you insist on being held by one of us and then immediately focus on the other)

16. for showing me there is more than one way to parent a child

17.  the reminder that we all have abilities and gifts

18. your joy and exuberance as you accomplish each developmental milestone

19.  the way you nuzzle into our necks when we hold you

20. the soft cooing sounds of you telling us what’s on your mind

21. our future- I can’t imagine our lives with anyone other then you, exactly how you are. I can’t wait to see and be with the person you are becoming and already are.

I can’t believe a year has flown by already dear girl. We all love you to itty bitty pieces and know that you are perfect exactly as you are. You make us so proud and we look forward to many, many family days together in our lives. We have so much to show you and do with you. We have learned so much about life, love and humanity already in this brief time together. This world is getting better every day- and we promise to continue to make it a happy, safe place for you to be able to spread your wings in. You are such a beauty. Thank you for gracing and blessing our lives.