
Somebody sure is having fun!
Five years ago I didn't even know pediatric therapy existed. I guess it's just that I never had reason to think about stuff like that and now its part of our daily life. I have been so impressed with the pediatric therapists we have had along this journey. We had an awesome PT while Crew was in Early Intervention and she opened many doors for us and continues to do so. Now, we see Shaun for PT, Darrin for OT, and Trent for Speech. All three of these men are terrific therapists and are able to connect with my child. What a blessing that is!
S loves coming along to the therapy sessions. I'm grateful that my children are exposed to so many different occupations from therapists, doctors, equipment suppliers, drug reps, attorneys, engineers, not to mention the labor intensive hands-on mechanics as well. This lays a great foundation for them in deciding which career path to pursue. Today, I was talking to my brother, who is an attorney, about it and he said, "S, once you figure out what you want to be, get started early so you will still have time to change your mind...." LOL. How true is that! I decided at 20 years old to major in Business Finance and graduated a couple years later. Now, I am 35 and I am wondering what I was thinking at the time. I really didn't know myself well enough to make that decision. Now, if I was to start all over I would pursue a career path in a totally different field, most likely Health care.... but then again- who knows!
I just wanted to include a clip from our therapy session today. This ball swings from the ceiling (genius idea) and we've worked on this before but Crew is making great strides. The ball activity is working his "core" as well as hand-eye coordination and fine motor skills. Hope you enjoy!
robably the nicest restaurant I've ever been to. I had the Petite Filet Mignon ... so yum! Carl took work off and we'll chalk it up as an early birthday dinner for me.
While we have been home from the Intensive Therapy Program for over a month, I still want to document our time there. I posted previously about the long drive each day and the 4-hour per day therapy program. However, the travel time was the least of my stresses. There is a reason they label it an "Intense" program. I felt like the exercises were pushing Crew in a way he has never been worked before. After about 9 days of inconsolable crying during the Neurosuit part, I became convinced that Crew had torn a muscle or something. It was just to hard too watch and I asked them to stop so I could look at his legs. Every time he was put into a hamstring stretch of any kind he would collapse and start crying. I was biting my nails trying not to freak out and I even told them I was quite disappointed in the program. I knew going into it that it would be hard but we have always tried to make therapy fun and this wasn't fun. I was so worried that it would ruin his perception of "therapy" and I told them that. They gave us the option of bumping the hours per day to 3 hours and I felt like that was a good move.






Two more days.... two more days, only two more days!
This is our first time trying the NeuroSuit. The suit frames the patient's body with bungee cords which provide compression. This compression increases awareness of how his body feels and moves. The movement Crew makes is resisted by the bungee cords which will hopefully increase his strength in a shorter period of time.Away we went... another chance for some therapy ummm I mean playtime:) Together we climb the ladder, climb the stairs, back down the stairs, hang from the bar, down the slide.... we do it all. Together we do it all! T-O-G-E-T-H-E-R! And while I love this time with Crew watching him work and smile, it's clear to me why I am the only mother on the playground. Yet, I feel torn between spending this time with Crew and watching S play ball. I don't want the older boys to feel cheated because I spend all my time with Crewzer but what's a mom to do. These early years are so critical. I want to see Crew get stronger. I want to see him grow and develop. I want to hear him talk. I want to see him run.
I feel stretched so thin. Today I caught the implication that my dear friend feels hurt that I have not talked to her recently yet I have not had time for anybody other than family. I've never been in the circus and juggling has never been my thing. My life is completely out of balance. I'll admit it! All emotions are on the surface and I struggle to maintain some level of happiness in the home. My friend has been grieving the loss of a child and as the year anniversary of her passing approaches I'm sure she is needing my friendship. I have tried to reach out to her and show her that I care and so it hurts knowing that I have let her down.
I'm currently waiting and praying for the opportunity to be eligible for RESPITE care. Taking care of Crew is a full time job and can be quite taxing at times. Respite would provide the Balance we so desperately need to keep this family together and so we hope and pray for this to become available to us.


as he struggles to pick up the dominoes. Just watching him work through it with such a positive attitude is really really neat!
s is the last year I will be able to keep up with him. I got 1st in my age group and S got 2nd! I guess that tells you there weren't many runners there! Ha! Right towards the end I let S go ahead of me to pass a boy about his size and just as S passed him this boy turned and took a shortcut across someones yard, barely jumping in front of S and beating him by 5 seconds. I was behind him and saw the whole thing. I was so mad! Big cheater!
At 2 1/2 years Crew weighs in at just over 21 lbs. Now, on the "charts" and according to the doc this is considered "failure to thrive". Okay, I feed the kid... I really do. Because of his CP he has a hard time chewing and swallowing. I am always offering him something to eat but he usually just pushes it away. I have felt that he is getting really bored with the usual... yogurt, fruit, PB&J, Pediasure.
This is it! This is what I've been anticipating all summer long! It's finally here.... Therapeutic Horseback riding! Yeah! I really have been looking forward to this all year. The area in which we live is quite rural. There aren't very many opportunities for "extra extra curriculum activities". Don't get me wrong, we have soccer, baseball, football, dance, gymnastics, karate etc, etc. But for these advanced forms of therapy... it's kind of hit and miss. Crew has been fighting sleep for the past 4 days. He wouldn't take his nap. I tried twice and he cried for an hour both times. Then low and behold, an hour before we needed to leave he finally crashed. I had to wake him to go to therapy. He was still a bit groggy when we plopped him on the horse. The helmet they provided was slightly big. It kept flopping forward, shielding his eyes. He cooperatively held onto the horse and they walked, one volunteer leading the horse and one on each side to keep Crew upright. Around and around they went. Each time they passed me I would call out his name. He couldn't hear me. *frown* After the 4th or 5th round he finally hears my voice. He lifts his head, peering under the helmet...searching the faces.. then he spots me. I snap this picture. Crew lays his head down on the horse and sobs. On sob after another. Tears soak the horses mane. He can't stop crying. It was so sad.. yet kinda cute. I was tempted to whip out my camera again and take a picture of him laying down on the horse (for blogging purposes), but instead I pull him off the horse and try to calm him down. Maybe next week will be better.


