Halfway there!

So Nathan has now been wearing his DOC Band for 4 weeks. We went in on Tuesday for his usual adjustment and they took some photos to show us his progress.

It's such a huge improvement from what it was like when we first started this whole process.
When we first decided to go ahead with the treatment, our jaws just about hit the floor when the therapist told us that he would need to wear it for 23 hours a day, for eight weeks. We figured there was no way we'd be able to do it. We envisioned him throwing a fit when we put it on him. No fits. Just silence as he plays with our fingers or whatever toy happens to be in front of his face at that time.

We also fully intended to decorate the dang thing after we put it on him. As you can see it's been four weeks and it just hasn't happened. One of these days we'll get around to decorating it. I thought Halloween would be the perfect time to try and decorate it but Amy, Nathan's therapist, informed me that he will be out of the helmet long before Halloween rolls around. Yay!

This past weekend we went and hung out with our friends Jennifer and Erin and their little ones. It was so cute to see each of their little personalities just come through. Jennifer's little boy, Bennett, was very talkative and liked having new faces to talk to that night. Erin's little girl, Eden, was just quietly playing on the floor and occasionally rummaging through her mommy's diaper bag to find something more exciting to play with. What was Nathan doing? After I fed him, he fell asleep. I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. He likes his snoozefests as much as mommy. Now if only we can get our snoozing schedules in synch with each other's we'll be all set.

This next month might be the month. Last week he had a few nights where he actually slept through the night. I woke up in a panic one morning when I was awakened by the sunlight coming through my window instead of my screaming child. I immediately jumped out of the bed and rushed to his pack-n-play to make sure he was still breathing. Yes I am still very paranoid that one day I will wake up and find him not breathing. I know I should be as paranoid as I am but I think all first time parents have the same fear. Or at least I hope they do. Otherwise, I guess I"m just weird.

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I'm a 36 year old full-time student, runner and shopaholic (not necessarily in that order) mom living in the burbs surrounding the beautiful city of Austin with my husband, our very active 9 year old and our rescue dog Buddy. This blog is my little space of the internet where I let my ADD run loose and I blog about...anything.



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