height: 51.5 inches tall - which the DR said puts him in the 20th percentile for boys his age
but the calculator I used last time says: your child is 51.5 inches, and that is
at the 19th percentile for height.
weight: 53.57 lbs (24.3 kg) - which the DR said puts him in the 10th percentile for boys his age
but the calculator I used last time says: your child is 53.57 pounds, and that is
at the 7th percentile for weight.
For the tales of my baby daughter, my son and my step-daughter.
Three special kids (with special needs)*
*a speech-language delay for my toddler, high-functioning autism for my son and ADHD for my step-daughter).
Showing posts with label little man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label little man. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Update
Little Man is going to be 9 years old next wk so I entered his age as nine in a child growth calculator:
your child is 53 pounds, and that is
at the 11st percentile for weight.
your child is 50.5 inches, and that is
at the 18th percentile for height.
So I guess that explains why the DR was saying that if he hasn't grown much more that some tests might need to be run and his hormone levels may need to be checked.
I'm going to find a tape measure to check Rhyme Girl's height but I am guessing her at 5 ft 1 and she was just on the scale and was 135.4 lbs.
At 11 years and 4 months:
your child is 135.4 pounds, and that is
at the 97th percentile for weight.
your child is 61 inches, and that is
at the 86th percentile for height.
your child is 53 pounds, and that is
at the 11st percentile for weight.
your child is 50.5 inches, and that is
at the 18th percentile for height.
So I guess that explains why the DR was saying that if he hasn't grown much more that some tests might need to be run and his hormone levels may need to be checked.
I'm going to find a tape measure to check Rhyme Girl's height but I am guessing her at 5 ft 1 and she was just on the scale and was 135.4 lbs.
At 11 years and 4 months:
your child is 135.4 pounds, and that is
at the 97th percentile for weight.
your child is 61 inches, and that is
at the 86th percentile for height.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
I have been sadly neglecting this blog
Anyway, on Dec 4th we had dinner at Little Man's godparents and our wee Lamb was being held by her Uncle Jeebus when she reached towards me and said, "MumMuma."
It was so distinct and did not seem to be related to food and I commented on it to make sure everyone else had heard.
Since then she has been saying that and "Dada" at T. and myself on a regular basis!!!
And here's a video of her working on standing in the crib:
Also, we took some family photos and this is the one we chose for our Xmas cards - though since I did them late - they are only going to family since I can deliver them in person...
It was so distinct and did not seem to be related to food and I commented on it to make sure everyone else had heard.
Since then she has been saying that and "Dada" at T. and myself on a regular basis!!!
And here's a video of her working on standing in the crib:
Also, we took some family photos and this is the one we chose for our Xmas cards - though since I did them late - they are only going to family since I can deliver them in person...
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
The Good and the Bad
The Good:
Lambikins pulled herself to a stand all by herself in her crib last night!!! Unfortunately I did not get a pic of the event but I'll post a cute pic of her I took the other day...
The Bad:
Little Man has been having issues with acting out at school, dealing with being bullied and now, apparently, bullying someone else.
He wrote a very inappropriate note this week and I had a call from the VP about it. Last time I spoke to the VP it was about ANOTHER note he wrote a few wks ago.
The first note was a list of swear words. Little Man said he wrote them down to prove that he knew them because some of the other boys were picking on him because he wasn't "saying swears."
The second note really disturbed me because he wrote about doing violence against another child.
When Little Man comes home today I am going to have to have a serious talk with him.
I am feeling really exasperated.
I get confused as to how much of this is or could be related to his autism and how much is just him being an 8-year-old boy.
And the bizarre thing is, Little Man is one the smallest kids in his class (of the boys AND the girls).
I have been thinking about looking into having him switch schools, but there are bullies and bad influences EVERYWHERE.
Little Man asked if I could home-school him but I don't know that I would consider that an option for him or not... I don't know that I have the patience for that and then I would worry about the lessened socialization since that is so important for a child on the spectrum.
Right now I am just LOST!
But here's a pic of my Little Man that I took the other day:
(see how adorable he is?)
Lambikins pulled herself to a stand all by herself in her crib last night!!! Unfortunately I did not get a pic of the event but I'll post a cute pic of her I took the other day...
The Bad:
Little Man has been having issues with acting out at school, dealing with being bullied and now, apparently, bullying someone else.
He wrote a very inappropriate note this week and I had a call from the VP about it. Last time I spoke to the VP it was about ANOTHER note he wrote a few wks ago.
The first note was a list of swear words. Little Man said he wrote them down to prove that he knew them because some of the other boys were picking on him because he wasn't "saying swears."
The second note really disturbed me because he wrote about doing violence against another child.
When Little Man comes home today I am going to have to have a serious talk with him.
I am feeling really exasperated.
I get confused as to how much of this is or could be related to his autism and how much is just him being an 8-year-old boy.
And the bizarre thing is, Little Man is one the smallest kids in his class (of the boys AND the girls).
I have been thinking about looking into having him switch schools, but there are bullies and bad influences EVERYWHERE.
Little Man asked if I could home-school him but I don't know that I would consider that an option for him or not... I don't know that I have the patience for that and then I would worry about the lessened socialization since that is so important for a child on the spectrum.
Right now I am just LOST!
But here's a pic of my Little Man that I took the other day:
(see how adorable he is?)
Saturday, November 27, 2010
On a wintery day
This morning T. took the two big kids to meet Women's Hockey Gold medal winners, Cheryl Pounder and Becky Kellar.
Once home, we put 8-month-old Lambikins into her snowsuit (size 18 - 24 months) and brought her outside to check out the snow.
Here are some pics...
Once home, we put 8-month-old Lambikins into her snowsuit (size 18 - 24 months) and brought her outside to check out the snow.
Here are some pics...
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
I am so proud of my Little Man!!!!!!!!!!!
On Saturday, he participated in his grading and advanced to an orange stripe belt.
Today in class, Sifu informed Little Man that because of his hard work, practice and focus, that Little Man is THE STUDENT OF THE MONTH!
I am super proud of him!
Today in class, Sifu informed Little Man that because of his hard work, practice and focus, that Little Man is THE STUDENT OF THE MONTH!
I am super proud of him!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
First Halloween for Lambikins!
Yes here it is, Halloween.
I was thinking about putting Lam's Star Trek onesie on underneath her warm baby giraffe costume but the Star Trek onesie is currently missing and I don't even have a photo of her in it (maybe one on my phone but I can't figure out how to get pics off my super-old phone onto the damn com!)
Son is going out as Green Lantern this year (last year he was Captain Kirk) and we don't have Rhyme Girl this year since she's at her Mom's.
But I am going to post a pic of the kids from the past 2 Halloweens just because.
2008
2009
2010
I was thinking about putting Lam's Star Trek onesie on underneath her warm baby giraffe costume but the Star Trek onesie is currently missing and I don't even have a photo of her in it (maybe one on my phone but I can't figure out how to get pics off my super-old phone onto the damn com!)
Son is going out as Green Lantern this year (last year he was Captain Kirk) and we don't have Rhyme Girl this year since she's at her Mom's.
But I am going to post a pic of the kids from the past 2 Halloweens just because.
2008
2009
2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Fun with Rhyming
Little Man just said, "If you ever want to call [Lamb] a drama queen you should call her a llama queen instead."
Because both Little Man and Rhyme Girl have been told to "cut the drama" before and Lamb has a toy llama that she plays with quite a bit.
That statement made me laugh this morning.
Because both Little Man and Rhyme Girl have been told to "cut the drama" before and Lamb has a toy llama that she plays with quite a bit.
That statement made me laugh this morning.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Missing front tooth for Little Man
Well his two front teeth have been loose for awhile but while brushing his teeth this morning - surprise, out popped one of the loose ones!
He's very excited!
He's very excited!
Friday, July 23, 2010
Little Man - freelance entertainer
Little Man was just dancing and jumping around to some 80s music in front of Lambikins to amuse her. I laughed & he turned to me and said, "I'm just doing my job to keep Fridays entertaining."
What a kid! :>
What a kid! :>
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
My hilarious son
So, he opened a birthday card from T.'s parents and there was money in the card. He set the money to the side and then read the entire card out loud.
Once he had read it, he picked up the money, snapped the bills and said, "Aw sweet, I finally get to see Queen Elizabeth!"
He then added, "See I did get to see the Queen in _________ (name of our town)!"
As the Queen was in our town this month, but we did not take the kids down to try to catch a glimpse because the heat was atrocious.
Once he had read it, he picked up the money, snapped the bills and said, "Aw sweet, I finally get to see Queen Elizabeth!"
He then added, "See I did get to see the Queen in _________ (name of our town)!"
As the Queen was in our town this month, but we did not take the kids down to try to catch a glimpse because the heat was atrocious.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
funny stuff
Rhyme girl and Little Man are sitting here talking about French.
Little Man suddenly said, "Matt says that people who speak French are HOT."
So I asked Little Man in what way...
Little Man: "I don't mean sweaty. It's like how I think Chinese people are hot... Matt thinks French people are hot. Like cute."
Then I asked him if his friends H. & P. (Male Asian twins) were hot.
Little Man: "No. Only girls are hot to me, Mom."
Then there was a question on baptism...
Little Man: "So like when Sarah got washed in church, she was baptized so what did it do to her?"
But the kids started arguing so I didn't have to answer.
Little Man suddenly said, "Matt says that people who speak French are HOT."
So I asked Little Man in what way...
Little Man: "I don't mean sweaty. It's like how I think Chinese people are hot... Matt thinks French people are hot. Like cute."
Then I asked him if his friends H. & P. (Male Asian twins) were hot.
Little Man: "No. Only girls are hot to me, Mom."
Then there was a question on baptism...
Little Man: "So like when Sarah got washed in church, she was baptized so what did it do to her?"
But the kids started arguing so I didn't have to answer.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Little Man and the new DR
Little Man is 4 ft tall and 48 lbs.
DR recommended getting Little Man an "angry pillow" so that when he's frustrated he can punch the pillow rather than hurting himself.
DR recommended getting Little Man an "angry pillow" so that when he's frustrated he can punch the pillow rather than hurting himself.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Had a wonderful cuddle and conversation
This morning, Little Man bounded into my room -- wide awake and full of excitement because, as he put it, "I can't believe tomorrrow we'll have a baby!"
So he came in for a cuddle with me, possibly our last one of just the two of us, and we talked.
In moments like these, when he's doing his best to share his feelings and ideas and views of life and the world at large with me -- I marvel at my son.
He is sweet and funny and intelligent. His thought process is certainly his own and I can't always follow the connections he makes but he's interesting. His views are original.
And I am so honoured, proud and, frankly, blessed to be his Mom.
Ever since I had my Little Man I have felt that he has given my life purpose. That I was meant and chosen to be his Mom and that he would thrive and grow and learn because of our special connection.
And that feeling preceeded his diagnosis of autism.
When I look back at my childhood, the one main dream that I held onto was being a Mom someday.
When I was 13 or 14 and my family DR told my parents and I at the time that I would likely never be able to carry a child to term because of my heart issues, it tore me up but I felt certain he was wrong.
As a teen, I still envisioned myself of being the Mom of 3. Always 3. A girl first, then a boy and then a smaller child of indeterminate gender.
When I had Little Man, and it was so tramuatic and terrifying and I was praying that I'd make it through and be able to be there for my baby... and I was told no more babies... well, that time I did think that it was the truth. Especially because Little Man was a male and not the female child I always thought I was going to have first.
And here I am now, with my step-daughter, Rhyme Girl the oldest, Little Man and now this secretive baby-on-the-way.
It's what I always pictured.
But during my sweet conversation with Little Man this morning, I began to worry... Above all else in life -- I want to be here for him and I hope I am not risking that tomorrow when I go in for my RCS.
That being said, I cannot believe that the universe would give me this gift, this opportunity, this miracle of a baby that I am carrying just to take me away from all my kids but I wanted to write about how I am feeling anyway.
Bottom line: I love my kids. The one that was born from me, the one I shall birth tomorrow and the one I carry in my heart even though she's only been in my life as long as T. has.
---
Edited to add: Yesterday when I picked Little Man up at school, he said, "I was hoping someone else was picking me up because that would mean you were in labour!"
He also told me, "I'm going to love the baby more than you will, Mom."
me: "Why do you think that?"
LM: "Because kids love things way more than adults do."
---
One more addition:
After I wrote this post this morning, just before we left for me to take Little Man to school, he gave me the biggest hug and said, "I love you more than anything in the whole wide world. Than in the universe!"
And I hugged him back and said I loved him that same way. And that I would forever, no matter what.
And he said, "Even if you're in Heaven?"
And I said, "Yes, but let's hope I'm not going there for a very long time."
And he said, "OK, not for a thousand trillion years."
So he came in for a cuddle with me, possibly our last one of just the two of us, and we talked.
In moments like these, when he's doing his best to share his feelings and ideas and views of life and the world at large with me -- I marvel at my son.
He is sweet and funny and intelligent. His thought process is certainly his own and I can't always follow the connections he makes but he's interesting. His views are original.
And I am so honoured, proud and, frankly, blessed to be his Mom.
Ever since I had my Little Man I have felt that he has given my life purpose. That I was meant and chosen to be his Mom and that he would thrive and grow and learn because of our special connection.
And that feeling preceeded his diagnosis of autism.
When I look back at my childhood, the one main dream that I held onto was being a Mom someday.
When I was 13 or 14 and my family DR told my parents and I at the time that I would likely never be able to carry a child to term because of my heart issues, it tore me up but I felt certain he was wrong.
As a teen, I still envisioned myself of being the Mom of 3. Always 3. A girl first, then a boy and then a smaller child of indeterminate gender.
When I had Little Man, and it was so tramuatic and terrifying and I was praying that I'd make it through and be able to be there for my baby... and I was told no more babies... well, that time I did think that it was the truth. Especially because Little Man was a male and not the female child I always thought I was going to have first.
And here I am now, with my step-daughter, Rhyme Girl the oldest, Little Man and now this secretive baby-on-the-way.
It's what I always pictured.
But during my sweet conversation with Little Man this morning, I began to worry... Above all else in life -- I want to be here for him and I hope I am not risking that tomorrow when I go in for my RCS.
That being said, I cannot believe that the universe would give me this gift, this opportunity, this miracle of a baby that I am carrying just to take me away from all my kids but I wanted to write about how I am feeling anyway.
Bottom line: I love my kids. The one that was born from me, the one I shall birth tomorrow and the one I carry in my heart even though she's only been in my life as long as T. has.
---
Edited to add: Yesterday when I picked Little Man up at school, he said, "I was hoping someone else was picking me up because that would mean you were in labour!"
He also told me, "I'm going to love the baby more than you will, Mom."
me: "Why do you think that?"
LM: "Because kids love things way more than adults do."
---
One more addition:
After I wrote this post this morning, just before we left for me to take Little Man to school, he gave me the biggest hug and said, "I love you more than anything in the whole wide world. Than in the universe!"
And I hugged him back and said I loved him that same way. And that I would forever, no matter what.
And he said, "Even if you're in Heaven?"
And I said, "Yes, but let's hope I'm not going there for a very long time."
And he said, "OK, not for a thousand trillion years."
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Little Man cracks me up
He sneaks into my room this morning, looks in the empty crib and exclaims, "Mom, you mean you didn't have the baby last night?!?!?!?!"
So I had him come for a cuddle while I reminded him again that when I have the baby - the baby and I will be in the hospital for awhile so he would KNOW when the baby and I were back home.
He was so disappointed.
Then we came downstairs and he counted the days on the calendar from now until my RCS and started talking in a very high-pitched voice, "Only 4 days until the baby! I am so excited!"
:>
So I had him come for a cuddle while I reminded him again that when I have the baby - the baby and I will be in the hospital for awhile so he would KNOW when the baby and I were back home.
He was so disappointed.
Then we came downstairs and he counted the days on the calendar from now until my RCS and started talking in a very high-pitched voice, "Only 4 days until the baby! I am so excited!"
:>
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Thoughts from Little Man
The funny:
"Mom, how did you take your lunch to school in the OLDEN DAYS?"
--
"Mom... why does it smell when I toot?"
--
"Mom, that guy has to spend 50 years in BARS?!?!?"
me: "No honey, it said he has to spend 50 years BEHIND bars... in jail."
--
The sweet and still a lil odd:
"Mom, I'll love you forever, even if we're in Heaven. Maybe there will be a coffeeshop in Heaven for us to sit at."
--
The sad:
"Mom, what if there was no one in the whole world who loved me except for you?"
--
The strange dreams:
"Mom, I had a dream that I went to school NAKED..."
--
"Mom, I had a dream where you were kidnapped and I couldn't save you..." <--he was crying for this one
--
"Mom, I had a dream that my friend Andrew and I were speaking a different language and no one could understand us."
--
"Mom, how did you take your lunch to school in the OLDEN DAYS?"
--
"Mom... why does it smell when I toot?"
--
"Mom, that guy has to spend 50 years in BARS?!?!?"
me: "No honey, it said he has to spend 50 years BEHIND bars... in jail."
--
The sweet and still a lil odd:
"Mom, I'll love you forever, even if we're in Heaven. Maybe there will be a coffeeshop in Heaven for us to sit at."
--
The sad:
"Mom, what if there was no one in the whole world who loved me except for you?"
--
The strange dreams:
"Mom, I had a dream that I went to school NAKED..."
--
"Mom, I had a dream where you were kidnapped and I couldn't save you..." <--he was crying for this one
--
"Mom, I had a dream that my friend Andrew and I were speaking a different language and no one could understand us."
--
Monday, February 8, 2010
Little Man lost tooth #2
It was a DS wkend for my Little Man and one of his bottom teeth had been quite loose.
On Saturday (Feb 6, 2010), he finally yanked the tooth out of his mouth while he was at his father's place.
The new tooth is quite visible and came in sort of behind the old one (the same way it worked with the first one he lost in November).
And he has another one that is marginally loose.
He's very excited :>
On Saturday (Feb 6, 2010), he finally yanked the tooth out of his mouth while he was at his father's place.
The new tooth is quite visible and came in sort of behind the old one (the same way it worked with the first one he lost in November).
And he has another one that is marginally loose.
He's very excited :>
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