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VistaSprinkler 199x300 Random RamblingsI had a great weekend.  Yesterday we were out in the sun.  We got Vista to play in the sprinkler for the first time, which seems stupid, but was hugely exciting for us.  When you have a kid who goes into sensory overload in a shower or a spray park, getting her to voluntarily play in a sprinkler is a big, big deal.  Isn’t she cute?? (Yeah, I’m a little bit biased.  What’s your point?). And yeah, I know her bathing suit is too small on her, but, the kid won’t stop growing out of her clothes.  I need to get a clothing sponsor for her or something.  Seriously.
While we were celebrating this little milestone with her, we were silently doing a countdown of minutes until my parents arrive and we could go out for the evening.  Not that we don’t love our daughter and enjoy spending time with her.  But well…It was so nice to go to dinner and a show.  Bil and I both agreed that we really needed it and we should do it every week, which isn’t remotely realistic, but hey, we can dream, right?

I booked us dinner reservations at the new Calgary Tower restaurant called Sky 360.  The room rotates as you have dinner so you get a full view of the city.  Fun!  And the food?  *swoon*  Amazing.  I may, however, have … forgotten… to mention to my darling husband that this was a bit of an upper scale restaurant (with the price tags to prove it).  After he got over the initial sticker shock, he decided that the ride around the tower while we ate (although I think the waitress got tired of him asking if she could make the ride go faster) and the view (oh what a lovely view of the mountains) was worth it and let me order what ever I wanted.  Yay!  But the cost of dinner *cough* $200 *cough, gag splutter* means this will be a once a year thing.  (princess pout)

After dinner we headed down to the show.  FANTASTIC!  If you ever get the chance to see Evil Dead: The Musical, go.  Funny, irreverent, blood, gore, half naked women, and maybe a little girl-on-girl action thrown in for good measure.  Oh!  And I discovered,  that Bullwinkle is actually a Candarian demon.  Who knew?

We made the hour trek home to relieve my parents of their burden babysitting duties.  Vista was great for them.  No crying at all (which I didn’t really expect her to, she loves Grandma).  But I guess there was a major puking episode.  We have our theories on that.  One of them being, when ever we change something on her, we have one of these episodes.  Last time Bil went away for a week on business, she puked every day he was gone.  He comes home, she’s fine again.  So possibly a stress reaction in her?  (when I was a kid, if I got too stressed, I would literally get myself so worked up to the point I’d get sick.  Could this be the same thing?)  But this is part of the reason I don’t leave her with teen-aged babysitters.  Who wants to clean up a kid (and an entire room) covered in projectile vomit?

We ended up not getting to bed until midnight last night.  Imagine my joy when my darling little girl decided that she missed her mommy so much that she wanted to get up at 1am to visit with her.  Yay!  (insert heavy sarcasm in here).  Coaxing, cajoling, begging did not work to get her back down, so we got up and went to the living room for a few hours.  I know there are people who are going to ask why I didn’t just leave her in bed and let her cry it out.  Those would be the people who have never spent an hour, in the middle of the night, bathing your kid and disinfecting her room after she cries herself to the point of puking (which takes all of about two minutes).  So, no…not an option unfortunately.

This morning her Early Intervention worker was scheduled to come for a visit.  She called me at 9am to tell me she was bringing Vista’s speech pathologist and the areas new physiotherapist.  Oh joy.  Luckily we avoided major meltdowns during the visit as Vista knows and likes her EI worker, and has worked with the speech pathologist before, so only physio was new to her.  She did, predictably, stick to her ‘1 hour’ rule, where after an hour she decides she’s had enough stress and would like to have a bottle and go to bed, right now, please and thank you, and if we don’t go right now, I’m going to turn into a Candarian demon, like seriously, so woman, move your ass, get me a bottle and get me into that bed, like yesterday.  Not that she actually says that, because, you know, she’s only two and doesn’t talk very well.  But that’s TOTALLY what she’s thinking.  I’m her mother.  I know these things.

The visit was…meh.  I get frustrated with the speech lady.  Her answer to all my questions today was: Yes, Vista does have speech delays.  Yes, she has some motor processing issues that are not helping those speech delays.  Just keep doing what you’re doing.

Grrrr.  What I am doing is OBVIOUSLY NOT WORKING!  In 6 months we’ve seen very little improvement in this area of her development.  So frustrated, I definitely am.  Luckily this lady is on her way out, so I’m hoping whoever replaces her will have some more ideas for us to work with.

The new physio didn’t say much of anything.  The EI worker and I talked about how crappy Vista’s balance is right now (as in she was standing at the coffee table this morning and suddenly fell over.  No rhyme, no reason.   You should see her arms and legs right now.  Scratched, scabbed, and scarred from falling so much, lately).  But no suggestions from physio lady.  *sigh*

So I am frustrated.  It hurts me to watch my kid walking on a perfectly flat surface and do a face plant.  You want wrap them in bubble wrap to keep them safe.  But I know that won’t help.

We are going to try some new shoes though.  We think her summer sandals may just not be supportive enough, so I’m going to get some runner style sandals, to see if that helps her walking any.

Part of the problem is that she’s had another huge growth spurt so she has no idea where her center of balance is.  Last week her feet were just in a size 8.  This week, she’s almost out of a size 9.  So yeah, she needs new shoes anyways. And although the fact that she bangs her head going in and out of her playhouse now, because she hasn’t figured out she’s had a growth spurt,  is sort of funny, I’m afraid it’s going to leave a permanent bruise on her head.

In other non-whiny related news… I got Ali’s new site design up for her on the weekend.  Yay!  You should definitely go read her blog.  She’s got a great post up right now on a very controversial topic, but she addresses it so well.  She was the super easiest client to work with ever.  Knew what she wanted and was able to provide great feedback as we worked to keep the design process flowing, so it took a week rather than the usual month to do a site.  I seriously wish all the people I do work for were this awesome.  Now go read her site.  Shoo!

The Great Escape

I’m so excited!  Bil and I get to escape go out for an evening BY OURSELVES.  You hear that people?  We are kid free for like a whole 6 hours tonight!

This is something we only manage to do once every couple of months.  With Vista’s issues, it’s very difficult to find sitters who are willing to take on a kid who might seizure, will probably puke all over them, and comes with a list of do’s and don’t’s a mile long due to sensory integration issues.

With all that, the normal teenage babysitters are out (which really sucks because we have an awesome one who lives right next door) and most adults just don’t want to deal with that sort of stuff.

Our neighbors on the other side of us used to watch Vista for us occasionally, but their youngest daughter has cancer now and so there’s no way we could ask them to also watch our little monster.

So right now that leaves my parents.

Which means we only get out once every couple months.

So my question for you guys is:  HALP!!

Oh wait, that’s not a question.

OK, I guess the real question is:  What would you do in this situation?  Do you take a chance with a teenage babysitter?  If not, how do you find someone else to watch a kid like this? Once every three months isn’t cutting it right now and we’re both getting burnt out.

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For those of you wondering where we’re going tonight… We’re doing what any self respecting geek couple would do on their one night out every three months.  We’re going to see Evil Dead: The Musical.

Oh yeah, baby.  Blood, guts, gore, and demons.  It doesn’t get much better than that.  We’re so romantic

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