Emptying the dishwasher
*These videos were made during a week I had lost my voice, so the freaky sounding person in the background isn't what I usually sound like :)
When they were a year old we moved back to New-Brunswick, where there are no orthopeadics specialists... I figured there was but there isn't. So the closest hospital that does have one is IWK in Halifax Nova Scotia, which is about 6 hours from here. I hate it.
Our first appointment with them was when Patrick was about 18 months old. It took 6 months to get that appointment and when we got there they did nothing! He looked at him quick and said to wait a little since he had just been walking for about one month. The REASON he started walking so late was probably BECAUSE of his feet. I'm not stupid. It wasn't my first appointment with an orthopaedic.
Well it's now almost a year later and still no second appointment. They keep pushing it back. They either don't return my calls, put me on hold for at less 30 minutes at a time, or just tell me I have to wait my turn and I'll have an appointment eventually. ARGhhhhhhh!! I called on friday and the women said my appointment should be the last week of june. I tolled her it was still so far away; then all of a sudden she starts speaking to someone behind her and comes back to tell me she actually can't guarantee that appointment. WTH?
The reason I've been calling is that his feet aren't getting better. I feel so bad for Patrick. He can walk and run but he wobbles. I wish they would just do something. They talked about casting and/or operating. Well he's getting older and I would rather they do any of those things right now then wait till he's older where it might bother him more.
My poor darling actually trips on his own feet when running sometimes.
I know it's normal for children to fall... but having two kids the same age makes me compare. People say we shouldn't compare twins but for things like this, I really think it's helpful. Jérémie falls once in a while too but it's just not the same.
Sometimes I wish I was still in Ontario and think that maybe if we were still there... his feet would be so much better by now.
He's not hercules. He just found the ONE little tiny hole there was in the mattress and pulled. Of course... what else would someone do when they found a hole?
I could hear him in his crib playing BUT the sounds were different this time. I went down stairs to find his mattress next to him in an accordion style and with white cotton all over the room! Let's just say I took a deep breath and went back up stairs for a minute and just left him there before I picked everything up. (He'd been bratty all morning so my patience was already thin)
This was in march.
Well Phil decided he wanted to salvage the cotton-puff-thing-so-called-mattress. It worked but we ended up buying the beds last month anyways.
PS. We haven't decorated their rooms yet. I know they look pretty blah but we'll get there. There are still more renovations we want to do around the house but that's another post.
Jérémie not sleeping