Merry Christmas, Happy birthday, and everything in between

After our last visit with Dr Smith, he was keen to go ahead and book in Jensen's eye surgery. His reasoning was that now he has equal vision in both of his eyes, and as he is coming up to turning two years old (yikes!) it was a good time to operate. As Jensen has a bilateral squint, the surgery is often more successful than if he only had one eye that turned in, as the one eye is more dominant and sends no messages to the brain, whereas Jensen's both turn in and both send messages to his brain, but only uses one at a time. The surgery won't improve his vision in regard to his acuity scores (e.g 6/90) but it will give him a wider scope of vision. If you cover one of your eyes with your hand, and then remove it, I believe this will be the difference Jensen will notice. For this reason, we went ahead with the surgery.

We arrived at Westmead childrens hospital, a place we vowed never to return, on the afternoon of the 25th November. Surgery was booked in for around 4:30pm, so little scrappy had to fast from 9am. He was asking for bikkies on the way there, using his best manners and all bless him. The surgery took just over an hour, and Dr Smith was very happy with the outcome. Without going in to too much gory detail, and to prevent me from puking on my screen I'll limit the details, but essentially the muscles in both eyes were cut, tightened, then stitched in place. The eyes can take up to six weeks to align, and clear up again, however Jensen's look pretty bang on. They were very red for a couple of days where he looked like a devil child, but Dr smith says he couldn't be happier. The stitches may take up to 6 months to dissolve and when you look closely (which I try not to), when he is looking to the side, you can see a little blue dot, which is the stitch. Most people don't wish to open their eyes for up to a week after this surgery as it feels quite grainy, like they have sand in their eyes. After a groggy moment of delirium coming out of the anaesthetic, and sculling a large amount of milk, Jensen and his peepers were wide awake. The surgery was late in the afternoon, so little scrap was starving. I fed him so much breakfast he later vomited, so clearly didn't have worry about him have any food in his stomach during surgery. Because of the lateness of it all, and because day surgery is only open until 8pm, we were admitted for the night as Jensen needed a waft of oxygen here and there, and had a few Brady cardias through the evening. This caused the nurses to do an ecg at 3am to check all was good. Needless to say mummy didn't get any sleep and the sound of all the machines beeping brought back many unwanted memories, so we were keen to get out of there asap. Of course on paper Jensen's medical history doesn't look good, so as day surgery staff aren't around on the weekend, nor are the opthamology team we had to wait for clearance to leave from another doctor. At Westmead, they won't discharge you if your oxygen level is under 95, Jensen was at 94, and as he came in at 98 they wanted him to leave at 98. I even called Dr Sinn to see if he could get us discharged, all the while Jensen was tearing up and down the halls of the ward disturbing everyone's peace. Anyhow, long story short, we were finally discharged around 4pm, unwashed, starving and exhausted we all arrived home, washed, ate, and went to bed. Thank goodness it's over, and hopefully there'll be no more.

A few weeks later we made our annual journey down south for an early Christmas celebration with the James family. We always have a lovely weekend away and enjoy a relaxing weekend in a sleepy coastal town. This year we met a bunch of new additions to the family with some new little cousins for us all. At the moment Jensen is the only one mobile, which meant I didn't get much of a sit down, but next year I think a big gate will be necessary to keep all those little legs in tow.

We hosted Christmas this year, which was great being a home and having everyone over. It meant Jensen could have a nice sleep after a fun morning of ripping open gifts in a production line manner, and then have fun with everyone at home. I found him sneakily ripping open presents in the lounge (meant for later) while I was busy in the kitchen, he'd had so much fun in the morning and the lead up to Christmas, present opening became his new favourite past time, and as you can imagine our place looked like a toy shop afterwards. Daddy took a couple of days off over the Christmas period, so we had a few little outings to the zoo and the beach. As is has been so stifling hot this summer, the beach has been a big hit with Jensen this year.

We celebrated Jensen's 2nd birthday with a few friends and family at our house this year. Once again Jensen had a ball opening his gifts and running around the garden with his friends. With his second birthday looming I felt like all the events of the last two years hit me hard. I can't say why now, but I guess with his first birthday it was a massive milestone and something we had looked forward to, to help us get through our time in hospital. Then of course all the other developmental milestones we've reached for and surgeries etc in between. I guess it's because now to look at him, he's a regular little boy, a robust 2 year old, full of life, energy and an enquiring mind. Perhaps now it's a sense of relief for getting him to where he is, that my mind is now allowing itself to process all the goings on of the past two years. I often have flashbacks of the night he was born, conversations with doctors, the what ifs?, remembering the feelings, smells, sounds, the enormity of it all. Which I guessed I hadn't quite realised until now. What we as parents have had to go through in the short time we have been parents, and I have become extremely emotional, not far from tears given the right words or thoughts. All this, I'm told is totally normal, as parents going through the NICU are at high risk of PTSD. I believe, however that my mind is just coming to terms with all that we've experienced, the anxiety of it all, now that we are quite a distance from the danger that was, and we have such a beautiful, well developed little boy that I could stare at all day and think just how lucky we are.

Jensen had his annual vision assessment with Vision Australia in February and passed with flying colours. He is well within the range for his corrected age. The outcome of the assessment was 6/7.5 with his right eye and 6/12 in his left. Using both together he measured 6/6 which is 20/20 vision. Of course these tests were done in optimal conditions with good lighting, no distractions etc, but nonetheless a vast improvement overall, and an outcome we could only wish for. The method of testing overestimates visual acuity, but until he can read the letters on a optometrist's chart this is how it'll be measured. Of course there is still the issue of peripheral vision, which we won't know the extent of until he's 7 or 8 and can follow explicit instructions. There are also other aspects like contrast, depth perception etc which he may be limited, so we are still making sure he has good lighting, reduce glare, and improve contrast for him to help him see as well as possible. So overall Jensen is now said to have near normal vision, and therefore now doesn't qualify for any assistance from Vision Australia. He will, however still have vision assesments annually, but we have said goodbye for now to our OT Rochelle....

Our next chapter is speech therapy. At first I was very upset that a couple of people had recommended Jensen have his speech assessed. I just wanted him to be left alone to be a two year old. After my initial reluctance, we made an appointment with a lovely speechy highly recommended by Rochelle. She, like Rochelle, visits us at home monthly and says Jensen is within the range for his corrected age. He has a vast knowledge of nouns and good vocabulary (thanks to his love of books and interest in the world) yet can be a little hard to understand to those that don't know him. He needs to work on his verbs, so we are practicing those with him. At the moment Jensen's most used words are mumma and daddy. He gets into bed with us in the morning for cuddles and points to me saying mumma then to Phil saying Daddy....this goes on back and forth for quite sometime. He also showers us with little kisses, and has started kissing visitors on the cheek goodbye, very cute.

Jensen has started at Little Kickers, a soccer training/familiarisation lesson on a Saturday morning with daddy. The class is for 18 months - 2 1/2 year olds, so as you can imagine it can be a chaotic mess of less darting every which way, wasted instructions, and defiance. Jensen however, has learnt a few skills in amongst this and is a good little kicker. We are still doing well with Gymbaroo too, and plan on continuing throughout winter (brave mummy's baby steps).

With Jensen's upcoming corrected birthday in May, we have a lot of appointments. We have a two year check with the NICU follow up program, where he will be assessed once again by Dr Bowen, the Doctor in attendance at Jensen's birth. I'm looking forward to this, and getting some solid advice from the doctor in regard to his development and needs, as I've had some conflicting advice from certain professionals which has left me confused and upset at times, and also to see how astounded she will be with his progress (as she was last time). We also have a visit with Dr Smith next week, to test vision post-surgery, physio and OT assessments, and speech therapy.

We recently attended the NICU Easter party, which was lovely to catch up with some of the nurses and doctors. Jensen seemed to be one of the biggest there, and so many were tiny. It's sad to see so many babies there that have needed care, but so great that they have all had access to such wonderful medical care and expertise. Invitations are only sent to those that stayed in the NICU for more than 28 days. Unlike last year's party, Jensen was very mobile, keeping mummy busy chasing him, stopping him from pulling decorations down and stealing all the food. He was very happy to get a Peppa Pig balloon, and mummy was happy to win the Easter raffle. We finally got all our money together from donations, gifts etc and gave the NICU a cheque for $1000. The money will be put towards the painting of a mural on the walls of the NICU, in order to make it look less hospital like, and to give something for parents to stare into. They have made a few changes recently including some pictures of previous residents of the NICU. Jensen's is the first one you see, and I plan on taking up a recent photo of him to place next to all the ones of him in the hospital.

We've recently just returned from a lovely family break on the central Coast. We had stunning weather for this time of year, so made the most of the sunshine and spent a lot of time of the beach. Jensen had his first little Easter egg hunt, which was very cute, and enjoyed sleeping in his bed at the foot of mummy and daddy's, waiting patiently for someone to move, then saying mummy? Daddy? Mummy? Daddy? He's at such a cute stage at the moment, following instructions, interpreting them his own way, articulating his world, and random displays of crazy clown behaviour. He's such a delight....apart from the tantrums that started last week! Hmmph, and bang on time with his corrected age too!

 

 

 

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The Winter Season

I hadn't realised just how long it's been since my last post until last night. There was a plan in place to write one quite some time ago, but life with a very active toddler finds me time and energy poor these days.

So much has happened over the past few months. Jensen is growing up so quickly, (we celebrated his one year corrected birthday with a little cupcake) and is such a joy to be around. He's so happy and inquisitive, adventurous and rambunctious. A little ball of wonder...or should I say a little typhoon that sweeps through leaving a trail of destruction. I have finally given up on the idea of ever having a tidy house again, I pick up after him several times a day to have him behind me creating another wave of mess. Now the house is only tidy from 7pm to 7am, most of which we don't get to enjoy.

He's very good at throwing his toys from his toy box over his shoulder in disregard, in fact often he heaves the toy box over his head, he's so strong. He's started to cock his leg over everything in an effort to climb. He's started climbing the bookshelf, swinging from the dining table, and climbing out of the bath. At first glimpse of this behaviour or rather a prediction of the behaviour to come, I had Phil bolt pretty much all of our furniture to the walls, so we are safe in the knowledge he can't crush himself, but still he needs a careful eye at all times. I'm sure when we return to Gymbaroo in a few weeks, the teacher will be very impressed with his climbing ability, and his physiotherapist and occupational therapist will be pleased also as they have always focused on climbing ability to assess and assist Jensen's coordination. We are very grateful that he hasn't figured out how to climb out of his bed, as this I believe will be the end of any kind of peace. The plan is to keep him in a bag until he does go into a big bed so it is practically impossible anyhow.

With our visit to Dr Bowen, which I mentioned was coming up in the last blog, we had very good feedback and results from the tests. Her jaw dropped as Jensen 'walked' in to her office. Not many premature babies walk as young as he has, although, he can still be quite unstable and trip a lot. We attribute that partly to his lack of peripheral vision and also to his hastiness. He almost seems too small to be walking, as a lot of people comment, and the practicalitlities of holding his hand sometimes give mummy a back ache from leaning down for his little hand. Recently he's started walking around like a penguin flapping his arms in and out, funny little fellow.

So back to Dr Bowen. She performed a number of assesments on Jensen as part of the Bayley Scales Infant and Toddler Development test, to assess his development in all key areas and ranked him according to his ability to respond to her tests. For language and understanding he is on par with his chronological age, and therefore are not correcting his age for this which is fabulous. He's a little behind with his fine motor skills, which I think is due to his vision. We have started seeing an occupational therapist to assist with this, and have seen a marked improvement. Amanda is his OT, whom we did meet briefly in the NICU, she's had a few sessions with Jensen and is very happy overall, although she has alerted us to a thing called vestibular sensory issues. This is the need to constantly move, as upon meeting Jensen she asked if he was like this all the time? I replied yes, to which she asked if I had any support. I have a great deodorant I say....as I seem to just sweat all day chasing after him. From reading up on this, I don't believe this to be a problem for Jensen, as it seems a lot more in depth, but we are aware of it and keeping an eye it, while trying to develop his concentration skills, then again he is only little, and very busy, so in my experience I wouldn't be expecting him to sit and play with one thing for a period of time just yet. Overall, Dr Bowen is very happy with his development, and has suggested some activities to improve his social skills, which we plan on after winter anyhow. It was nice to see a smile on her face, rather than the grim look we used to get in the NICU!

Lately Jensen has a new found love for the playground. We are all having fun exploring different ones in different spots, as well as the trusty local ones. He loves the slippery dip and has a giggle fest on the swing when daddy catches him mid air. He doesn't balk at anything, full throttle into every activity. Shouting go after we say ready? He also loves visiting the zoo, which we try to get to as often as we can. The penguins are a favourite and they are so friendly, hovering for a hello as they zoom through their enclosure. A lot of the animals there are hard to see for Jensen with his vision, especially as they are camouflaged, or too far away, but even animals as large as the elephants he finds hard to spot. I guess they are a dull colour and don't move much, but he likes and can see the seals, meerkats, zebras (when they are close enough), the cable car where we can wave hello, and funnily enough the mountain goats, which strangely are daddy's favourites, but nonetheless, he rides on his bike with the parent handle, and it's a nice outing had by all.

Jensen's language and understanding is just amazing. I said to him the other day as he was ready to rush out the front door, 'you must hold mummy's hand', next thing I knew he had his hand held up ready to hold on. We say 'bedtime', he walks himself up the hallway, 'bath time', into the bathroom, 'give to mummy' he passes the object with a big toothy smile. The only thing he doesn't seem to understand is 'no'....hmmm. He understands requests made by mummy or daddy and answers questions when he can. If he is upset about something, I ask him 'what do you want?', usually his response is 'bikkie', he has become obsessed with bikkies. I've found him quietly having a picnic after helping himself to my bag. He was sat down munching on a biscuit, with a muesli bar in one hand, and a dried apricot in the other. I've started baking gingerbread men and other treats for him, so at least I know what's going in, without halting the biscuit consumption. He now says 'mumma' (finally), and 'daddy work' when he doesn't see him in the morning, he says milk, he says 'buk buk' when I give him a piece of chicken, and says piggy. He's obsessed with piggys, in fact his three favourite things are bikkies, piggys, and books. Just imagine if I could find a book about a pig eating a biscuit!! The pig obsession began when our Vision Australia OT brought a piggy bank game to one of our sessions, I thought it was great to help him with his fine motor skills so went and purchased our own....and boy does he love it. We have also just gained a new member of the family 'Hamilton', a solar panel pig that lives on a rock in the garden, and of course he loves Peppa Pig, which coincidentally has become a lifesaver during periods of fussy eating...

Jensen's love of books has led him to becoming a member of the local library. We are hoping to teach him that books are for reading (which he knows) but they are not for eating, (which he hasn't quite grasped). He would happily read books all day, and often backs himself on to my lap with a book to read. He is also yet to grasp the notion of a library being a quiet place.

My first little haircut

As it has been winter, we have again barricaded ourselves away from the snotty germs that are rife this season. We haven't totally excluded ourselves from society, mainly small people with runny noses, so we are looking forward to starting back at Gymbaroo in a few weeks, and have also found a lovely little playgroup, both of which will help him with socialisation. We were lucky enough to only have one cold, and a cough that lingered, this winter, but overall Jensen did very well, especially with mummy and daddy both having a cold this year. I've read that often a preemies second winter can be where they end up back in hospital. I guess parents can become a little complacent, and not as strict with the rules of socialisation. To be honest, I don't see a time when I won't be. I don't think I'll ever be ok with a snotty child, or otherwise ill person around Jensen, the thought of going back to hospital with him is enough to cancel any social event. We had a catch up with Jensen's first little friend Valentina a few weeks back, it was an event that was cancelled, rescheduled, and cancelled due to colds or sniffles from both parties...two preemies catching up can be very tricky in the winter months, but it was lovely to see her and her parents.

Often when we are at the hospital for blood tests we pop upstairs to visit the nurses in the NICU. On our latest visit, a few of our faves were there and it was lovely to catch up, and for them to see how wonderfully Jensen is growing up. Jill was there and she hadn't seen him for some time. She took him off my hands and entertained him for what seemed like hours, another came and took him off down the hallway to see other nurses at their posts. Dana was there with big open arms for cuddles, and Karen who had him most days in the lead up to being discharged. I can imagine how great it must be for the nurses to see the products of their care, and understand that very few ever step foot through those big heavy doors again, while for us it is very important that he feels at home here, and he understands the importance of those people, that place, and the work they do, that he wouldn't be here without them.

 

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The last little while

One of my favourite books as a child was 'Town mouse and Country mouse'. I can't help but feel like Town mouse, visiting his countryside cousin. Although we've moved just kilometres away and remain in the same suburb, I feel as though we've moved to the bush. We have bush turkeys, possums, bandicoots, and lizards, spiders, frogs and the biggest stick insects you've ever seen. Luckily these are all mostly harmless, but welcome they are not (well not yet anyhow). I've run into many a lizard in our hallway, luckily dodging them before their untimely demise, I unknowingly stroked a frog taking shelter from the rain in our letterbox, and if I had a dollar for every daddy long legs that has been sucked into my vacuum cleaner, we would be very wealthy. But nonetheless we are enjoying our new home and we finally feel like we are almost all settled into our new house. Witnessing the amount of belongings we had stuffed into our 2 bedroom apartment, and just how much effort it was to move it all was incredible, but we are in, unpacked, and trying to fill out the empty spaces with mummy's newfound eBay addiction. We have set up the backyard with loads of equipment for Jensen to climb and play on, as we will be bunking down again for the winter, we thought this a good investment.

Jensen is loving having the extra space, and more access to everything. As we could enclose his area quite well in the apartment, here in our house it's like a free range farm for him, and with this comes the realisation that when standing on tippy toes, he can reach more. There is now also a long list of 'out of bounds' and 'danger zones'.

So Jensen had his first little sleep over at grandma's house the weekend we moved. He of course had a ball and didn't miss us at all, while mummy and daddy were so busy moving all day it wasn't as hard on us as first thought, we missed his little presence around for the day of course, but we thought this a good trial run before our mummy and daddy weekend away.

As last year around both our birthdays Jensen wasn't very well, and with being in hospital and all we didn't really make a big deal of our birthdays, so this year we booked a weekend away up the coast for ANZAC weekend. We lugged most of Jensen's belongings to grandma and grandpa's house and set off for our two nights away. The plan was to just sleep....We had a couple of lazy mornings and wanders around town, a few bevvies and lots of eating (not much else to do in a sleepy coastal town). By Monday morning we were well and truly ready to see our little munchkin so headed back after breakfast. It's lovely not having to worry about him while we're away and that he is having a very enjoyable time with his grandparents and being a very good boy.

Mother's Day was last weekend and it was better spent this year than last. We had planned on going to a special place for brunch but the wait was so long we opted for a burger instead. I must say eating out with Jensen in tow is anything but relaxing. Our food turned up, and before it had been placed on the table, Jensen had grabbed a handful of aioli. He then proceeded to do a loud and smelly poo, soon followed by coughing up a chip he was having trouble swallowing, flying it out of his mouth across the table. Needless to say Phil and I put our half eaten burgers aside and made a move. I got some lovely slippers though and a beautiful card and had a nice afternoon visit from grandma.

Jensen has his first corrected birthday coming up on Friday. We are planning on celebrating with a cake and allowing him to experience his first real cake tasting. With this upcoming milestone, we have many check ups with his medical team. We will be seeing Dr Smith to see how his eyes are going, we have seen his Endocrinologist who says he's growing gorgeously, currently quite tall for his corrected age and on the 10th percentile for his weight and head circumference. While at the appointment Jensen showed evidence of having daddy's genes as he spent a good chunk of the time checking out the pipes underneath the sink. We've had a check up with a paediatric dentist, as Jensen's top teeth have come through with missing enamel. This is because of his prematurity, and because these tooth buds were in formation at the time he was born. No big deal really, just need to take care as they are at a higher risk of tooth decay and breaking should he knock them. We also have a hearing test, baby health centre check, and an appointment with Dr Bowen as part of the NICU follow up program. Dr Bowen was the consultant on rounds when Jensen was born. She gave him 30% chance of survival and advised us to talk with each other about what we'd like to do in regard to resuscitation, and informed us that he would have learning difficulties similar to Down Syndrome, Autism, and a long list of other issues. We are very much looking forward to seeing her and watching her reaction to Jensen's vast vocabulary, and understanding, advanced gross motor skills, and overall intelligence, oh yes...and that he is walking! Yep, that's right, on daddy's birthday this year Jensen took his first little steps at just 11 months corrected. What a little champion we have.

Jensen loves talking, just like his mumma. His current repertoire consists of bubba, baby, bikkie, bot bot, bath, ya (as in karate chop), ball, beer (sounds very like it, but hoping not), and a funny little word that sounds like bitter that he will say all day long. He has recently added dadda to this list, but sadly no inkling of mumma. He tries very hard to say spaghetti, and brush, and bless him tries to mimic a lot of words we say to him. He loves experimenting with sounds and just babbles all day long (a bit like mummy, daddy would say). He is getting very good at walking, although the physio says he has skipped a few steps and moved straight on to walking, whereas he should have mastered standing and rotating beforehand, I think that the clapping and waving that he does while he's walking may not be helping, he just gets so excited the little darling.

Jensen's favourite pastimes currently include bath time (loitering around the edge of the bath several times during the day saying b b b), playing chasings, going through the kitchen cupboards, and playing in his ball pit. This morning I told him to get a book for mummy to read and he did, then I said let's go play with the balls and he crawled off into the playroom to his ball pit. He really has a good understanding of language and is such an interested and bright little boy.

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Sit....stay....lay down

Little man has quickly become obsessed with standing up on everything that is still long enough and insists on doing it all day long. He has been caught balancing a couple of times on his own for very brief moments, but other than that, the rest of the time it's mummy catching him....or not. This morning he tried to pull the television on top of his head, and seems to get himself into a right pickle at every opportunity. He appears very robust though, with only the odd tear here and there if he really hurts himself. He has developed a new habit of standing up in his bed, which he has just taught himself to do while encased in his sleeping bag. We put him in, he stands up, I lay him down, he stands up, I lay him down, he stands up, I leave the room, he whimpers a little, blows some raspberries while flipping about, he goes to sleep. I find that I have resorted to barking dog-like demands at Jensen as I try and keep him safe, uninjured, and well-rested.

Jensen has also started to prefer crawling in the traditional manner, rather than commando style. He's not as fast this way just yet, but is getting there. It's funny to watch him on floorboards as he is unfamiliar with the texture of it and crawls quite cautiously and will remain on his knees the whole time. He also does a funny thing with different textures on his feet, I call it the grass dance. When you stand him up on grass he puts only one foot down at time and lifts the other up to his chin, it looks similar to someone hopping into a bath that's a little too hot, gradually inching in and withdrawing quickly with a sting. He does this on sand, and in the ocean too. Preemies are known to have many sensory issues, but as he is fine with all of these things with his hands, I'm sure it's just something new that he is discovering and will feel comfortable with with more exposure.

He has also started sitting up. Finally!! Just out of the blue, he has decided he enjoys it. Now we can finally have our photo shoot done, as the photographer wanted him to be sitting up before we did them. We are planning on having them taken to celebrate him turning one corrected, which will be in May. He has also started clapping, which just bursts my heart. We have started Gymbaroo classes, which he has been enjoying and during song time I thought I saw him clap after a song, but I wasn't sure if it was an accidental one. We got home that night and at dinner he did it again...little cutie super star.

Jensen is enjoying Gymbaroo. He is not so good at the sitting still and listening part, but likes the exploring equipment part. He likes the tunnels, parachute, and swings the most, but isn't too sure of the trampoline as yet. He also likes being Mr Friendly, crawling over and pulling himself up on the other children in the class and their parents and smiling right in their face.

Thanks to grandma and grandad Jackson we have recently become zoo friends. This means we can go to the zoo every day for a year, if we so please. With Jensen's vision at the moment some of the animals are a little too camouflaged and hard for him to see, but he did see and follow a seal and a penguin as they darted merrily past us. Unfortunately, the lions and tigers have been relocated during enclosure renovations and won't be returning for two years, but there are plenty of other favourites to see and smell.

We recently had a night away in Bowral for a little friend's christening. We had a lovely time away, however little man was a little unsettled and sneakily spent the night in between mummy and daddy. This year Phil and I had decided to go to Fiji to celebrate our upcoming birthdays as last years weren't that great. However, after this little journey we have decided Jensen is not ready to travel and we don't fancy paying for the pleasure of sitting in our hotel room from 7pm each night while our baby slumbers, nor do we want to take it in turns to laze by the pool or beach, so we have decided on a grown up weekend away on the Central Coast instead.

Last week we also went to a low vision playgroup run by Vision Australia. The equipment is all very high contrast and great for his sight development. He shot off and explored the place, and had a fun time. There are only a handful of other children going and I am still paranoid about germs, but as he seemed to enjoy himself, we will go again, but we are planning on going into lockdown again this winter....just to be safe.

Jensen's hair is growing quickly and is almost covering his eyes. It has a unique two-tone appearance with blonde roots and dark tips... His old hair is gradually being taken over by new blonde hair, but there are no plans for a haircut just yet, I'll just have to watch daddy doesn't grab the scissors one day. Also after 3 months of two little pegs, we now have a third one in the form of a big top tooth! Little man is very busy exploring the new feeling by munching on everything in sight, in fact he has become a household silverfish..

We are very excited to announce that we will be moving in the next few weeks to a nice big home with a backyard and lots of space for the little man to grow and run. So please excuse us if there is another delay with the next post.

 

 

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