So I'm starting something new and will be putting up two blogs a week for you all starting today. I recently asked on Instagram if you wanted to have blogs where I talk about more personal things about myself and family and you said YES!
Hope you enjoy the weekend blogs I put up :)
Yesterday was Isaiah's three-month doctor appointment. With an infant, we honestly don't get out much so it felt so weird having the car for the day. Usually, we schedule our appointments at his pediatric office during the mornings, but for some reason, the only time slot available was for 3 pm and since we missed his two-month checkup- I had to take it or leave it. Isaiah has always been a resilient kid, practically since birth, but it seems like there is always a medical situation we're battling with him. We already overcame the flu that he had and now something new has taken its place.
I've suspected that Isaiah may have a condition called plagiocephaly since he was around two months old. I blame myself for keeping him lying down for too long and even spoiling him and not making him do tummy time as much because I know he hates it. Plagiocephaly - or "flat head syndrome" is actually more common than you think, but knowing that doesn't make me feel any better because it was totally preventable. As I sat in our doctor's office waiting, I thought about what my son would look like wearing a helmet. I thought about the stares we would get when others looked our way. I even thought about him as an adult looking back at pictures to see that season of his life that wasn't so cute. Our pediatrician looked him over and it didn't take long for her to confirm my suspicions. He's going to need a specialist to take a look at him. If they agree, he's going to be fitted for a head-shaping helmet to get rid of his flat spot. She assured me that though the process sounds scary, it wouldn't hurt him. I'm pretty sure I'm more upset about the news than Zay is.
I feel guilty.
Guilty that he's going to have to go through a phase in his life that he wouldn't have too if I was a little bit more knowledgeable about this condition. The good news is Isaiah is completely healthy otherwise! He weighed in at 12lbs and 23.5 inches long. Hearing that he's gaining weight and thriving definitely put a smile back on this mama's face. Anyone else dealt with a case #momguilt lately? Share your story with me below!