Since Scarlette has been home from the NICU I can think of exactly three times when I’ve shed tears over her delays. Once was when I was struggling to put down a feeding tube and drew back blood. Once was when she was trying so hard to grab for a toy during a physical therapy session and it broke my heart that her body just couldn’t do it. And the other was the day my best friend gave her little boy a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
Four little triangles in chubby fingers did me in.
“There’s something wrong with Scarlette, Nat. And I have no idea what it is.”
Around the time Scarlette turned 15 months old I started to notice she was having difficulty eating. I was also noticing a few quirky things about her personality, like the fact that she refused to touch stuffed animals or wouldn’t wear denim.
(Some of y’all asked for an update on her diet/development and this is it- but it got really long! Please click continue if you want to read all about medical/sensory stuff. If not, come back tomorrow when I tell you a funny story about my neighbors ) [Read more...]