A sad day here in Atlanta....

I hope that I can one day explain to Henderson the value of the generations that have gone before him. I hope that I can convey to him what it means to have an ideal and to fight for that ideal with everything you have- your soul, your mind, your body, and your spirit. To dedicate your LIFE to a casue and stand your ground NO MATTER WHAT!!! I only hope that one day he will understand as my parents have helped me understand --what this natioin could have been if it weren't for people who took a stand against injustice, racism and fought for basic human rights. I want to honor Coretta Scott King for taking this stand with with such grace, diginity, and pride; by making sure that generations to come understand what it means to be a Civil Rights Legend!

Next stop Sleepland or the Mental Institution

Ahhhh!!!!!! That is the sound of well-rested mother of a toddler who did not sleep THROUGH THE NIGHT until 2 weeks ago. I have been so paranoid about mentioning it, for fear of jinixing the new sleep pattern. No we didn't pay a sleep specialist 400.00 (which was for me the next step), No we didn't walk around with ear plugs in pretending that the whines and cries did not exist at 10/12/2/4/6, No we didn't just sit him outside and close our eyes and hope he was still there in the morning. (Ran across my mind though)

I am not sure what we did or if WE had anything to do with it. I asked for advice, read books, filled out forms - and I am cannot pinpoint exactly what worked. I like to think that it was the consistency of the routine that we had established since Henderson was about 4 months old. But who in the heck knows, H finally decided that it was o.k. to miss mommy and daddy for a while and get some rest....he would see us in the morning. :)

On the flipside I really think I have developed OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) because of H's sleep routine. I WILL NOT DEVIATE from anything that we have in place right now. I sit around the house like a person with Tourettes syndrome asking every 10 mins...WHAT TIME IS IT???? We have to feed him now.....WHAT TIME IS IT?.......He has to have his play time--for Godsakes Jonathan ----play with him!!!!NOW!!!............WHAT TIME IS IT?.........OHMYGOD, it's almost 10 after 8:00 and we haven't started running the bath water--hurry Man hurry---NO, ONLY USE THE LAVENDAR LULLABY BATH WASH.........WHAT TIME IS IT???.....GET HIM OUT OF THE TUB ...STAT!!!!......It's time to put pajamas on him---NO NOT THOSE PANTS!!!!!--ARE YOU MAD...they make him uncomfortable--are you TRYING to make me crazy!!!!..........WHAT TIME IS IT?? ........BOOK....READ.....NOW...GO!!!!.......WHAT TIME IS IT???......IF YOU DON'T PUT DOWN THE PLAYSTATION REMOTE RIGHT NOW AND KISS HIM AND HIS TEDDY GOOD NIGHT---I WILL THROW IT OUT OF THE WINDOW NEVER TO MAKE A TOUCHDOWN AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...........WHAT TIME IS IT????............He must go in to the crib RIGHT NOW.......But you have to turn on the classical music before you put him in the crib----and after he has kissed all of his lovies and told them good night.....YOU CAN SIT IN THE CHAIR but you can't rock him......NO DON'T USE THE RED SIPPY CUP----USE THE BLUE ONE!!!!....WHAT TIME IS IT????.....LAY HIM AT A 45 degree angle--but perpendicular to the book case.....WHAT TIME IS IT???....He must have the velour blue blanket scrunched up next to his head so he can feel it ..otherwise NONE OF THIS WILL WORK!!!!!.....Retreat back the bedroom and watch from the baby monitor until he is in SLEEPLAND........

SuperPowers Restored

I finally got "The Call." Dr. C, my pedi, called to give me the results of the CAT scan. Apparently, H's skull is normal for his age range!!!! Which we all figured! And I am really resenting going through the stress of all of this. But I do know it was better to err on the side of caution- blah, blah, blah. Dr. C mentioned that they did see that H's sinus cavities were blocked - *sigh* I guess it HAD to be something. He has had a nagging left ear thing going on too - that he should have had irrigated last week) but we just didn't make the trip to have it done. I figured he had been through enough for a little while. So she would like for us to see the ENT to have everything taken care of.

The one baffling part of all of this is she mentioned that we should come in for one more weight and head check and if she is still not "satisfied" we will need to see an neurologist!

Given that Henderson has never exhibited any signs of a neurological disorder- this request seems quite asinine to me. I think we will go for a second opinion before proceeding with the next phase.

WonderMom, SuperBoy and sidekick Daredevil Dad

Today Henderson had a CAT scan to check for fused sutures in his skull. *sigh* This has been a harrowing experience just thinking that he may have to endure some type of surgery on his skull.

He was such a brave lil fella today, Our CAT scan was done at Scottish Rite Childrens Hospital, one of the best childrens medical facility, and everybody was so professional and caring. This was a tremendous help because I was sooo very nervous. They attempted to put H in the CAT Scan Machine in hopes that he would sit still for the test. They tried.....They failed.

Jonathan and I opted to go with a mild sedation that was done through an IV in H's hand. I held him so they could prepare the IV-and I swear it took them ding-dang 50 years to get it done. I felt so bad for H because he just wanted it to be over and so did I.
The medicine was added to the IV and H was knocked out in less than 4 seconds. It was actually the scariest thing I think I have ever seen. I don't know why I thought he would just sip some nasty liquid stuff and then ease into a light sleep. Instead he totally conked out and started twitching a little in the machine. YIKERS!!!

So now we play the waiting game........I am sure we wait
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and then wait some more for the results.

I just want to say that I have so much admiration for the little guy..he handled everything beautifully and I am soo very proud of him.
Hubby was a pillar of strenght also. Being strong, when I thought I couldn't. I have one INCREDIBLE family.

So, as soon as I find out any information I will update. We are just remaining positive that everything will be fine.