We met with the Occupational Therapist for the Early Intervention team on Monday. She came with our teacher to assess Finn's eating and texture issues. I happily admit, he has come a long way in the last two weeks and is pretty good at self feeding, especially his treats. Because Finn is progressing so well, she is not concerned at this point, but wanted to stay on as part of the team for future assessments. She said to keep trying to feed him textures and giving him lots of opportunities to touch and play with things that feel "different" from what he is used to. I was a little shell shocked because the last time I tried went so horribly, but after working and talking with her, I feel better. She said to just keep trying! Oh and at this point, she does not think a feeding clinic is necessary (yay!).
We introduced Finn to whole milk on Friday! And he loves it. He isn't completely sure about drinking it out of a sippy cup yet, but from a bottle, he doesn't even seem to notice it is different than his formula. That is one thing I am very thankful for...he has always drank whatever we gave him (breast milk, Neosure, Similiac, Target brand, etc.). I think once this monster can of formula is gone, we will just do whole milk! On the one hand, I couldn't be happier to be done with forumla (yuck, I hate the stuff), but on the other hand, it is just one more step away from babyhood. Next it will be getting rid of the bottles. Where does the time go?
Finn was a crabby boy yesterday, which is unusual for him. Whiney...yes, but crabby...not usually. He pulled on his ears several times and I KNOW there isn't an infection since he was seen two days ago. BUT I can't give him Motrin because of the upcoming surgery. Poor guy. I did give him Tylenol in the afternoon and that seemed to help a little. Tylenol just isn't as effective at Motrin. ECFE in the afternoon was interesting. We finally had to leave early because nothing made Finn happy. I think he just needed time to himself and a nap. I did manage to ask about Finn hitting himself. Lately, he hits himself in the head with his hands or whatever he is playing with. The teacher said this is normal and another way for them to experience a new sensation and explore their environment. She said to not make a big deal out of it unless, obviously, the toy is big or harmful in some way. Good to know, but I still don't like his whomping himself! Oh, well. He is a boy afterall, right?!?!
One more thing, I entered a photo of Finn in another photo contest! I know, I'm terrible, but this one is locally sponsored by the Star Tribune and there are "only" 2000 entries. Starting Monday, April 19, they feature 200 new photos each day for 10 days, Monday — Friday. Five winners from each day of voting will move to Top 50. Finn is in Round 4, which is today Thu, Apr 22 2010 10:00 AM - Fri, Apr 23 2010 9:00 AM. Registered voters can vote once per hour (it takes two seconds to register!). Starting at 10am this morning, click on the link and then click on "vote now." Find Finn's picture (which is on page 15) and vote for him once an hour until tomorrow at 9am (well, you can sleep at some point, I guess!). Let's try to get him in the Top 50!!!
Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.