Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Farewell, Sweet Exersaucer

Max went to Sacramento today for his developmental check-up, to make sure that his early arrival is not affecting his growth. Overall, the visit went very well. Max met with three different people -- a physical therapist, a nurse practicioner, and a social worker. The visit took two hours, and Max was definitely a trooper. We learned some interesting things about how babies develop, and how premature babies need some extra help to develop the muscles in the front of their bodies, because those develop last in the womb. As a result of this, the therapist wants us to increase Max's tummy time and decrease his time in walkers, exersaucers, etc. She also wants us to stop assisting Max to stand, so that he is encouraged to use his arm muscles to do it himself. Max loves his exersaucer, so this will be a bit sad for him. For this and other reasons, the physical therapist was not his favorite person. In fact, he threw a giant tantrum in her presence. She wasn't my favorite person, either, to be honest, but I did not throw a giant tantrum (not yet). The consensus of all of these medical professionals is that Max is 'adorable', 'so sweet', and 'absolutely wonderful'. Which we already knew, but it never hurts to hear it again.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Also to note...the majority of things that were recommended for Max's development were already figured out and being done by Max's amazing parents. Thus the sweet, well-adjusted, and very intelligent baby that we all know and love.

Anonymous said...

PS
Much of the cuteness can also be attributed to heredity.