I'm so tired, with a million things to write about that have been accumulating in my head for weeks but no energy to put them into words. So, I just opened a page and started typing.
Tonight was our first Parent/Teacher interview. That's right. For our 13-month-old. A real first in the land of parenting a big boy going to "school" - That's what we call it, "school". Anyway, it was our first Parent/Teacher interview and we missed it. Both of us a little bummed out to have missed the milestone.
I got a call to pick Ryker up early from "school" because his goopy eyes were looking goopier and puffier than ever. We went to the doctor where he was examined and prescribed a dose of Penicillin - one of the perks of daycare. So, we stayed home tonight instead of going to meet the teachers - who we see every day and who reported when I picked him up that he has reached each developmental stage he's "supposed" to at this by now. There will be many more.... Now, we look forward to his first Christmas concert in a couple of weeks!
I was told at his appointment today that he has a slight heart murmur. That the doctor had heard it at our last visit, but didn't want to worry me because he was already sick and reassured me that if she thought it was serious she would have told me then and that her adult daughter has had one that sounds worse her whole life and has never been affected by it. I was believably assured it's nothing to lose sleep over. I don't know in detail what it means and I'm not going to freak out about it... and I'm not going to Google it. We'll wait for the phone call from the specialist to book an appointment and go from there.
And, that's that.
A sick little boy, and with a slight heart murmur, and I'm grateful for our health.
29.11.12
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