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When The Shit Hits The Fan, It Pours

And I realize I’m blending idioms, or euphamisms, or whatever the hell you’d call those sayings (anyone?  anyone?).  I tried to wikipedia it, but I got so confused after about the third sentence that I gave up. 

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that this has been a LONG week.  The fact that I was exhausted (and maybe still hungover?) from being in San Francisco didn’t help, and it was just one thing after another ALL. WEEK. LONG.  Both good & bad. 

First let me start by saying THANK YOU to everyone who gave me a big virtual hug in regards to my post on Zach and his apparent eye problems.  There were a lot of tears this week, and a good bit of them were caused by your outpouring of support.  I love me some internets and you guys gave me great perspective.

We went to the Pediatric Ophthalmologist on Thursday morning, and he basically confirmed what the Optometrist had told us on Tuesday.  So, on Monday we’re heading over to an optical shop to pick out some nifty frames for baby Zach.  While the vain, superficial part of me wants to get him some cute little wire frames, the practical side of me, which is usually NOT very persuasive, realizes that I need to get him some sturdy (read: hard to break) plastic frames.  That look something like this:

So, until I’m comfortable enough to think that he won’t pull them off constantly, he’ll look something like this:

Which is much cuter and easier to deal with than what I was thinking he’d look like earlier in the week.  If you remember.  And while it still kills me everytime I think of covering up his beautiful blue eyes with glasses, especially of the uber thick, coke bottle variety lenses, I realize that it’s really what’s best for him.  Especially as his crossed eyes (or accomodative esotropia) seems to be getting worse as the week has progressed.  Glasses will completely correct that situation.  And let me tell you, it’s pretty pathetic.  Pretty freakin’ pathetic.

On top of all this, my computer crashed (NOT the one I won at BlogHer, which I’m typing on right now) so I haven’t had much access to email or pictures, or any of the information I had stored for the Great AllMediocre Giveaway of ‘08.  I don’t know if anyone has asked to be added to AM, or if anyone has emailed me at that address.  I can get, but not send, emails on my amomtwoboys account, so that’s something.  If you’ve emailed me and I haven’t responded, please don’t hold it against me.  If you’ve asked to be added to AM and haven’t been, don’t hold that against me either.  Nerds to the Rescue are supposed to come to my rescue on Monday and hopefully I’ll be back up and running.  In the meantime, if any of you can give me a lesson on setting up Outlook on two computers without totally fucking it up, I’d greatly appreciate it. 

AND, I have a RAGING sinus-y cold.  I’m not sure which one of you BlogHer bitches gave it to me, but if I ever figure it out I’m going to hunt you down and…I’m not sure what.  But it’s going to be BAD and you should be AFRAID.  Very afraid.  My nose is running, and completely stuffed at the same time, my eyes are watering, my head is stuffy…it’s very unpleasant.  And makes me very crabby.  And OH SO tired.  So very tired. 

On a good note, we got Dylan & Zach’s swingset finished today, which has produced MANY an excited giggle and shriek of joy from Dylan.  So that’s been fun.  I’d share photos and videos with you, but I don’t have this computer set up for that and frankly, I don’t feel like spending the time doing it.  I know you’re crushed.

I also got to make real life hang out plans with two of my new favorite people.  I’m sure you’re sick of hearing about them, which is stupid because they’re AWESOME, so I won’t tell you who it is…I’lljusttypethatit’stheSpohrsreallyfastandthenyouwon’tcare.  And I know you’re totally freakin’ jealous.  Bwah ha ha ha ha!

And!  We “won” a trip to Disneyland!  All we have to do to claim our “winnings” is attend an hour and a half long presentation.  For a timeshare.  It’s really AMAZING how lucky we are, isn’t it?  But we’re totally going to do it, because HELLO, free trip to DISNEYLAND!  How fun is that? 

Once again, thank you from the bottom of my heart for all of your support this week.  I really can’t even begin to tell you how much it’s meant to me.  And you can bet your little asses that I’ll put a picture up as soon as Zach’s got his glasses. 

 

 

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Sometimes Life Gets In The Way

I know you’re all excitedly awaiting my BlogHer post, and I promise that it’s coming. But we’ve had a new development today in the life of the G-wine Posse and it’s taking up all of my brain space right now. Except for the part of my brain that’s thinking “Holy shit, it’s only 11:30 in the morning and I’m ready for a fucking huge drink.” But that’s related to this new development, so, I guess technically it is ALL about Baby Zach.

Some background: When I got to Grandmaother’s on Sunday I was watching him crawl around, and occasionally when he would look at me it would seem as though one of his eyes was turning in, other times it would look like they were starting to cross. And, of course, being the rational person that I am, I totally freaked out and convinced myself that there was something horribly wrong with him. Grandmaother concurred that there was something strange going on with his eyes, but assured me that he had not been dropped on his head while on her watch.

This is what I was seeing:

So first thing Monday morning, I logged onto Infantsee.org and scheduled a free eye exam for him. (If you’re not already aware, Infantsee is a program that offers free eye exams to children between the ages of 6 & 12 months. The thought being that if there IS in fact a vision problem, if it’s caught early enough it will be less likely to cause lifelong problems.) Luckily, there was a local Doctor who had an available appointment this morning. So, I packed the boys up and drove over there. At first the Doctor didn’t see what I was talking about. And he was nicely telling me that occasionally if they can’t focus on something right away their eyes will cross or blah blah blah…but then he saw it too.

So he put drops in his eyes to dilate them and spent the next 30 minutes trying desperately to get Zach to cooperate and look patiently at the light he was shining in his eyes while putting an array of lenses in front of him. Zach would have NONE of it. So we’re going back on Thursday with a rested and happy baby and the Doctor is going to purchase a TV with a DVD player so Zach can watch some cartoons while he’s being examined. From what he could tell, Zach is INCREDIBLY farsighted and will require glasses with a REALLY THICK lens to correct it. I put the stress on “really thick” because that’s how the Dr. said it to me. And now all I can picture is this:

*Courtesy of Google Images

And I know that in the grand scheme of things this is stupid and little and totally not important. That there are parents out there who would KILL to trade places with me. I know that it’s petty and shallow, but I keep thinking about his beautiful blue eyes and that they’re going to have to be hidden behind super thick lenses and it kills me. It makes me sad to think that for some time now (who knows how long?!) he hasn’t been able to see things clearly. That the close up world is blurry to him. I feel as though I’ve somehow failed him. And I know that there’s nothing I could have done about it. And by finding out now and taking care of it we’re helping him in the long run. But…

Anyhow, I’ve got a call in to my Family Doctor so I can get his opinion and I’m most likely going to get an appointment with a pediatric ophthalmologist to get another opinion.  Because, you know, if I’m going to take advantage of his health insurance, I’m REALLY going to take advantage of it! 

So my beautiful, sweet, funny, outgoing, active little boy will look like this now:

Or this, if I go with the blue ones:

And I will love his just as dearly.  Maybe even a little bit more. 

And YOU will love him just as dearly, or maybe even a bit more, when you see him “blow” kisses. And yes, it does look like he’s giving a big “F-You” but I assure you he’s not. I think.

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