Here I was, so happy & proud of the progress Ian has made & then we get a whammy. Thankfully, it isn't anything really bad but it still sucks to have to deal with this. Ian's PT came by on Friday & pretty much immediately said that she thought Ian would greatly benefit if we put him in some braces for his ankles. Now, if you have been following for a while, you know that we had a diagnostician come in & say he didn't need them so this was a total surprise to me. I thought we were in the clear (or maybe I didn't but Friday wasn't a good day to tell me anyway).
See, the kids didn't nap well on Friday. It started w/ Gabi & ended up w/ all 3. They were up way too early from their nap & C.R.A.N.K.Y. as all get out. Like to the point where I was *trying* to hold all 3 at the same time. Then the PT comes & let's just say the girls were very demanding. We actually didn't get much done at all b/c the girls would get all in the mix. Normally they are pretty good at giving the PT & Ian space to work together but not Friday. Fu-get-about-it!
This all got me kind of sad. Although I know & have experienced much worse things in the kids short lives, it still hurts my heart that we have to deal w/ yet another obstacle. And let's just be really honest while we are at it. What parent wants their kid in leg braces? I think...uh, none. And since I confessed that, I may as well confess that I feel like it is MY fault he has to wear braces.
Why? Because I cannot get all the exercises done w/ him that need to get done. 3 kids that may as well be monkeys is the key issue here. I get on the floor & all the sudden they come at me from 3 different directions. AND...they start to push each other in attempts to be the ONLY one to be in my lap, in my arms or just plain touching me. It is a bit chaotic & rather than fight it, we just don't do all the exercises.
With all that said, I still think Ian has come a long way and as much as I rather him not have braces on his legs, I want what is best for my boy so I will swallow my pride & realize that part of my sadness comes from a very shallow place. If wearing braces will get Ian to reach his sisters' capabilities in 6 months rather than 2 years w/o braces, then so be it. Besides, the PT said they had really cute patterns for the socks so at least he will have some fun stuff going on around his ankles.
So, ankle braces it is.
Now for some cute pics!
All 3 kids sitting on the armchair together while Sofi is reading them a book. They were laughing hysterically! I suppose she is a good storyteller. Hell, I couldn't understand a word but apparently it was FUNNY.
Ian must think he is smaller than what he really is.
Sofi is in to carrying things. I guess it may be time to get her a purse?!?
This is what happens when we eat Papap's meatballs w/ Grandma Donna's sauce. You can tell the level of enjoyment each had by the amount of red sauce on their face.