"Normal"

Friday July 30, 2010

I dropped Oliver off at Mom & Dad Funk's so that I could go to the 4H Fair & watch the kids I nanny show their pigs. I learned a great deal about all the logistics of the pig show, lets just say I would ONLY go again because I love them so much :0)

Anyways, I head back to the Funk's to pick Oliver up b/c he has his 9 mon. check up at 2:00. He wakes up late & so I ask if we can just stay for lunch & then head straight to the apt. Mom says yes. As we are sitting their eating lunch (Oliver, Mom & myself) I am talking to her about the apt. and how I just know he has gained so much weight & I am so excited to go. I told her that I just know he is going to be in the 10th percentile, we both kind of chuckle knowing that, that won't happen & I say 100% seriously, "I just hope he is over 1st percentile"

So, to hopefully make a long story short. We go to the doc. the nurse weighs him & it says 14 lbs 9 oz!!! I am SHOCKED! I picked him up sadly & just held him, he is still at .05% which means 99.5% of kids his age weigh more than he does :0( and most of those kids are probably failure to thrive kids. Anyways, the doc. comes in & talks to me, he says he is not worried b/c Oliver is very healthy & no lagging in anyway other than weight. He tells me not to worry & if he is still this small at 1 yr. we will get blood work & I said "ok" then he looked at his charts (on the computer of course), looked at me and said why don't we just get the blood work today :0(

I was so scared, nervous & sad for my little boy. First they strapped a bag to his weenie to get a urine sample, he hated it. Then we went to get the blood work, he had to be strapped down on a little baby straight board & he screamed the whole time. Before hand I said I will just wait over here (because I didn't want to see him suffer) as soon as I heard him whimper I knew he needed me more than I needed my own comfort so I watched, I hated it! We checked for pee, nothing. So we went to the waiting room had milk & played with toys & flirted with old ladies. The nurse came back again & so we checked for pee, YAY! He peed this meant I didn't have to deal with it at home.

We left. I called Dusty & I cried. Alyssa called & I cried. Called my Mom & cried. Asked for prayers as we await the answer to the questions I constantly get asked, "He is so small! Is he sick? no. Oh he was a preemie? no. OH! Is he ok? Yes!"

I felt a peace early Friday evening that He was fine no matter what the results showed. I trusted God & tried not to think about it again (I did VERY good).

Monday Aug. 2, 2010

8:45 - Phone rings. Hello? Hi, is this Oliver's Mom? Yes it is :0) This is the nurse calling with his results, they all came back "NORMAL". So that means nothing is wrong? That's Right. Okay, Thanks for calling, Have a great day! bye. bye bye.

Such sweet sweet words. Normal.

YAY! My little boy is healthy 100% not .05% but 100% So for all you skeptical people out there who think something must be wrong, well there is not so deal with it, I am sorry my baby does not have chub but that doesn't mean he is sick. :0)

Praising Jesus for my little miracle Oliver!

He has turned into quite the climber!! (esp. when he wants something!!)