Benedict is a proper little toddler now. When we go out, if it seems safe we let him walk with us (indoors only for now). His favourite store is the pet store, he loves looking at all the rabbits and guinea pigs and especially loves the fish. He also loves the toy store, because he likes to look at everything and play with it. Sometimes we go out just to let him wander around and explore (within reason). Hey a free day out to Pets at Home is a perfect trip for my Benedict.
He has his MMR next Wednesday. Gulp…now I’m all for vaccines. I’ve done my research, I know the risks of not getting vaccines outweighs the risk of getting them, but still…the MMR is a biggie. And it’s scary. I’m terrified something will happen to him. My wonderful little man. You can’t ignore all the horror stories, as rational as you are. So I’m going to be a nervous wreck for a while.
He spends all day pointing and asking “dat” and “dis” over and over. It’s funny. And he learns new words all the time. We had “baloooo” the other day when I told him about the balloon. And cow, and he can say “mooo” he can also say “wan dat” and “ged it” and for some reason when he wants something he sits down. It was accidental, I taught him to sit down so I could give him his straw bottle when he asked for “dink,” and ever since then he sits down when he wants something. Be it food, drink, a book, or even a hug. It’s very cute.
He loves loves loves his books. His favourite right now is Octoupus Socktopus. And we read it many times. I personally love, “Sleep Little Angel,” which is truly beautiful. And I’d recommend it to other mothers of rainbows. We sing it to him every night.
He loves music and singing and his toy train that sings to him. Most of his toys are of the simple, non singing, often wooden variety. Lots of blocks and cups and stacking rings, but the couple of singing toys we have, he really does love. He also loves stacking blocks and shape sorting. But still the singing train is his friend!
As for me. i am STILL waiting to get that referral to see a rheumatologist. Yesterday, I had a mummy brain incident where I “lost” the car keys while hubby was in the dentist. I ended up having to walk back to track them down. It was (for the first time in ages of course) very sunny, not hot, but sunny and I wasn’t wearing either a hat or sunscreen. Eventually I discovered a hole in my pocket, where the keys were hidden away, but…unfortunately the damage from all that sun is done (I was out in it for maybe 20 minutes). I’ve already been in a flare for the last three weeks but today my face is red, itchy and blotchy from the sun exposure. Not to mention the extreme exhaustion, so bad that when it was Benedict’s nap time, I knew I would never make it up and down the stairs to keep putting him down (as goes almost every nap), so I had to just stay upstairs and wait around.
I’m going back to the doctors next week to just…try and get them to figure this out. I can’t keep waiting endlessly for a referral that might be another 3-4 months. My husband is looking for a new job – and that will likely be a day job, not a night job like he has now, which means I simply can’t be this bad all the time. I have this terrible dread that something will happen to me while I wait for this damn appointment. Or I’ll finally get there and get a useless doctor who thinks that fat is the reason for everything (not for the first time! really, I know I’m overweight, but it isn’t causing sun sensitivity or half of these symptoms…)
Let’s hope I get to see someone soon, and that I see someone good, because so far, this year has been sucky, financially, health wise, all sucky. Things need to pick up!!
Anyway, I should go to bed. Ben has me up around 6am most days, and I keep meaning to go to bed earlier, but time gets away from me.