Deserving of its own post, I simply want to say...Baby A crawled on Monday. Then he did it again. And he's been doing it ever since like he's always known how. And I wept and I cried and I hugged. And that beautiful baby of mine....is crawling.
This important milestone has been met before the looming neurologist's visit on this coming Monday. I dread this....this is the doctor who told us that Baby A could have CP, a diagnosis I know reject completely. I'm not sure how to approach this with her, as she is the one who is to make his recommendation for BCMH. I will need to make it clear to her that I have done a good deal of research and would like her to at least consider my alternative diagnosis.
I had wanted Monkey A to be crawling, and Monkey B to be walking by this visit, if only because this doctor tends to be a bit harsh in her delivery of news (in case you didn't pick up on that...) and I wanted to have these two things in my pocket so I could say to her, "well, sure. They're delayed, but look what they can do." And Monkey A has done it, and Monkey B is ready. Wouldn't it be awesome if she did it there?