Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
Likely hiding places
in a tub of play doh
attached to one of Mr. Potato Head's orifices
in the bottom of the toy box
on the back of a truck halfway to Mexico
You would think that with all the money that has gone into developing cochlear implants someone would've thought up a way to keep a two year old from removing an itty-bitty piece.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
- On my 15th birthday I was getting pizza at my favorite neighborhood hangout when the owner said "Now that you're 15 you're going to start working for me, right?". I started a week later.
- In college the academic dean told me I should work at the help desk and called Technology Services to tell them to hire me. I didn't actually want the job, but I ended up taking it the following year since I was bored with easy classes (it's a good thing I did since that's where I met my husband!).
- In college I also worked for 2 professors at various points (one as a TA in his Ed. Tech. class and another writing grant proposals for a charter school he started) - I was practically begged both times.
- The school where I taught for 5 years before having Noah started soliciting me my senior year of college. I agreed to an interview only because it was a excuse to go to VA to visit my grandma and ended up falling in love with the school.
I know getting a job has a lot to do with who you know, but has anyone else made it to 30 without having to apply for a completely random job where you know no one and no one knows you? That just seems a little odd to me.
Keep your fingers crossed and say an extra prayer that I'll find something. We're not exactly destitute but it would be nice to know these expenses will be covered.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
- When I told Noah we were going to feeding therapy today he said, "Let's go Carol [the feeding therapist]. I love eat apples and popcorn!"
- Noah ate 4 cereal pieces (Trix) during feeding therapy.
- He also ate 4 pieces of a Cheeto during feeding therapy. (Who knew you could slice Cheetos!)
- For feeding therapy dessert he ate 2 mini chocolate chip cookies and then he ate 4 more when he got home. He's a chocolate addict like his mommy.
- Noah climbed up a bar stool and onto the counter in an attempt to get in the kitchen because he wanted to "eat an elephant" this afternoon. I wasn't hiding elephant meat in the kitchen, I swear. You'd think I never feed him...
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Notice that he takes the very last chew without the tri-chew in his mouth. This week we're working on transitioning him to not need the tri-chew to remember to chew. I'm not sure that we'll get to the 3/5 chews without it by Tuesday, but I'm sure gonna try.
We're teaching Noah to hold my thumb when he eats in preparation for self feeding (Yay!). We started out a few weeks ago with "Touch Mommy's elbow" and gradually moved him closer to the spoon. He's doing ok with holding my thumb, but he still lets go a little too soon. He's definitely not ready for "Hold the spoon" yet, but at least he's not screaming like he was when we first started with the helping. He already self-feeds the Pediasure, but he's addicted to that stuff so it didn't take much coaxing. Notice the lack of gagging and vomiting in spite of the fact that he's eating some gritty, sticky, strawberry & banana mixture. Three months ago we had to strain the seeds out of pureed bananas because it was too much texture, but he's made tons of improvement since then. Bring on the pizza and wings!
Friday, February 1, 2008
Also known as:
"Why Daddy Shouldn't Leave His Shoes on the Floor"
Noah loves to sing. Before his CI he couldn't talk, but he could hum his ABCs. His hearing aids gave him access to rhythm and pitch, and he made good use of it. He picks up songs so quickly when he hears them with his CI, but he prefers to give his "concerts" with his CI off. Is all the background noise distracting with the CI on? Does he feel the need to fill the "silence" that no CI brings? I just don't know. Hopefull he can tell me when he gets a little older.