I just realized I have yet to divulge the information gathered at Fable's "head-check" last week during which she was weighed, measured and re-measured my make sure she didn't need further tests for having an abnormally large head.
It turns out that because her length and weight were equally as off the
charts as her head size she was well-proportioned and no cause for
concern, which "duh" of course she was but it left me wondering what
would have happened if it wasn't? Tests? Cat-scans? Helmets? Me being
worried for (most likely) no reason?
Fable Luella: 8 months and 23 pounds of pure gorgeous perfection.
The various charts and graphs and "this is normal" vs.
"this is abnormal" make me feel poopy in the tummy. Anxious. Annoyed.
Uncomfortable. Worried. Even angry. I realize the importance of taking
measurements and weighing our babies but the whole "off the charts,"
"below average," "you should worry because your child is too small or
too big or too this or too that etc" can be enough to give a parent a
complex for life.
With Archer it had little to do with
physical attributes (he was always tall but never off the charts). He
was a late bloomer from the get. Crawling at 13 months and walking at
17 months, which was "slightly worrisome" to the pediatrician. It
wasn't until we went in for his two-year-check-up that our doctor
handed us red flags and told us to start waving them. He wasn't talking yet. Not even a little bit. He was late. He needed help. It was time to have him tested. So we did. Specialists and therapists and early interventionists OH MY!
Archer
was fine, of course. He was just late to talk. Late to walk. Late to
everything. He was a late bloomer who blossomed beautifully on his own
in due time and yet two of his four years of life were spent under the
eyes and ears of doctors and family members who "worried" about him...
Read More...
