Yesterday my son collapsed from exhaustion at 7:24 pm.
He was very highly scheduled:
3:00 AM – wake up and cry for a bit. End up in bed with Mom & Dad. Proceed to turn horizontal to the two of them, making a giant “H” shape in bed.
7:00 AM – wake up again. Shake the stupid HabaToy thing so hard it hits mom in the head and wakes her up. Doze a little more.
8:30 AM – breakfast of yummy yogurt, 2 cheerios and a bottle. Oh and the discovery of a new tooth. Ouch.
10:30 AM – nap for less than 30 minutes.
11:30 – lunch. Steamed, non-pureed carrots…not a fan.
12:15 PM – 1st MUSIC CLASS with Mom. Totally fascinated with his classmates, Oliver and Jake.
1:15 PM – pass out in the stroller on the way home from music class. Nap for at least 1 hour.
4:00 PM – occupational therapy – work on Peek-a-boo (rough life this kid has).
5:00 PM – speech and feeding evaluation. Passed with flying colors, scored a 95 out of 110 in social skills and an 89 out of 110 in verbal skills.
5:30 PM – dinner of cheerios, pureed rice & beans and a bottle.
6:30 PM – bath time with dad and a little intro to Swimming a la Arch.
7:24 PM – pass out totally in front of guests.
We’re adding underwater basket weaving to his schedule next week.
Does it not seem a little random that the scoring is on a 110 point base and not 100? Regardless…good work Jack.
Hoooboy. THAT was a busy day for such a young fella.
I hope Jack enjoyed his music class as much as Henry loves his Music Together classes. LOVES. IT.
Keep up the good work, Jack.
I cannot get a handle on peekaboo myself. I always catch my nose or poke myself in the eye. Thus Sophia’s love of slapstick. One day I will gt some fine motor coordination. Until then, I’ll teach yoga.
Yay Jack! Head of the preemie class…