I know that in the past, I have posted about my daughter's progress w/her feeding tube and there was a celebratory post when she had her 'button' removed...I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but as a baby (before she came to us) she had heart surgery. This means we have yearly (or more often!) trips to the nearby children's hospital for heart check ups. Recently her blood pressure was really elevated, to the point that we had MANY appointments in a short amount of time. Anyway - today was another one, mostly to check to see if the meds are working. I almost always try to schedule appointments like this in the AM, just in case they run long or add some other procedure to our day, so we can get back before dark. The days get long and especially in the winter, I really hate driving in the dark! At the last appointment, they informed me that the doctor would only be in a few days during the month of November, making scheduling an important appointment difficult. They came back to tell me he had one appointment left! It wasn't until 1pm, but it's not like I can say, "Nah, skip it!" or whatever! I mean it's just her heart, right? That's not too important...(<---sarcastic font="" p="">So today we went and as always she is weighed before going into the room. I've been hoping she would break the 50 lb mark soon - she's seem to have stalled out at 48! The nurse today said she was 51 point something something and I just danced!!! I called her beefcake and got a wry sneaky smile out of her. Then in the room, the nurse took her blood pressure (just in her arm this time, lately they've been doing a lot of arm and leg combos) and she said it was only 107 over something! WAY LOWER than in the past!!! I didn't even bother listening to the last number - maybe I'm a terrible mom or whatever, but they give you the printout anyways...In less than a half hour we got 2 pieces of good news!!! The doc came in, pleased as punch that the #s looked good and he sent us on our way! I had planned to pick up somethings I had ordered online at a nearby mall, so we headed over there w/time to kill.
It's pretty rare that this girl enjoys spending much time w/me - we do spend a lot together due to these types of appointments and just b/c I'm the primary person home, but she is just not that into me. Part of it is due to her history w/her birthmom and well, let's be honest, how many mother daughter combos do you know that are all sunshines and rainbows? Knowing this, I figured she would not be into window shopping for Christmas presents...that and she usually wants to get back to school for science, her favorite. Apparently knowing we weren't getting back in time for anything, or maybe it was just the right mood or day or who knows?! meant that she was more than happy to be there w/me. She held my hand and laughed at my jokes and didn't once beg me to buy her something or obsess over a certain object or toy. I offered her crazy corn (my mom used to buy us that from Buddy Squirrel at the mall!) but she wasn't hungry. We hit up the Lego store, the anchor stores, and even went to all 3 floors of the Boston Store. We looked for a birthday present for Daddy (found an expensive one!! I might look for it online...) and tried to find books for cousins. At one point my phone rang and it was about some foster care stuff that really aggravated me. There was a problem and I had to make a bunch of phone calls to clear some things up. Other people made a mistake and I was stuck in the middle, far away from all of them to work it out. I felt drained and mad. I hung up from one of the calls and she was sweetly holding a blanket?napkin?placemat? made of fur at Pottery Barn. She gave me this big smile and asked if we could decorate our whole house in it! HA! I instantly forgot all about the issue and we carried on w/our day. It was a good day - one I wanted to be sure to remember =)