Year Three, Day 313: BDT

Today was the Schnood's 6 month well baby check up. I went with my daughter for moral support. The Schnood had to get her shots.

I am glad I went. Even though I'm a bit shaky.

The pediatrician was wonderful. My daughter and I both really liked her. The Schnood was all smiles. She had a good checkup. She hollered a bit after her shots, but that is to be expected. My daughter sat and nursed her for a bit afterwards to soothe her. Then she slept in the car. We went to the drive-thru at Starbucks and then headed to the laundromat. My daughter did a quick load while I sat with the Schnood. She slept peacefully.

Then we went out for miso soup, sushi and tea at Cascade Station. We did some research online while we ate. The Schnood's doctor is a bit concerned that the circumference of her head is too large. It is in the 90% percentile for her age. She wants to see her again next month.

I could feel my mind wanting to race and worry and go through the what if's. But for my daughter's sake, I remained calm. I looked at my beautiful sleeping grandbaby and told my daughter that no matter what the future holds, we love Gracie unconditionally. After reading as much as possible about Macrocephaly (enlarged head), we agreed that it could be nothing, or it could be something. But right now, she was a happy, healthy baby and we are strong women who love this child intensely. We will survive!

There will always be something to worry about.

I am a master worrier. But I am exhausted. Stress and anxiety can do that to you. And I am no good to anyone if I can hardly move!

I have a full afternoon/evening of piano teaching today. Then I hope to get a good night of sleep. Tomorrow I am heading back over to spend the day with my daughter and the Schnood. I would like my daughter to get a much needed massage. Next week is spring break for me. I hope to a get a massage for myself!

If I am still bone dead tired, I may go back to the doctor.

No hooping video today. BDT (Bone dead tired!)

Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

Talk to you then!

Love,

Zita

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