Sophia clapped her hands in ‘wind the bobbin up’ – she actually clapped her hands at the right place, holding them in anticipation – yay yay yay!
She put her arms around me when I picked her up – I didn’t have to put them around me and she didn’t hold them limp at her sides until I did which she has always done before. She actually put her arms around my neck. Oh what pure heavenly bliss. A cuddle from my girl. I never dared hope that would be possible, I can’t believe she’s doing it now, at just 20 months old.
My fabulous girl picked up a sandwich and tried to feed herself today. It was a mess and not much went in her mouth but she actually picked something up and fed herself, I didn’t have to put it in her hand first. I cannot believe the joy I feel at these momentous and yet miniscule events. But this momentous and yet miniscule event was so incredibly difficult for her. She struggled and struggled and struggled to do it; the concentration on her face and the desire to control her arm and hand and move her fingers was immense. She was so exhausted by the effort she slept far longer than usual this afternoon.
She chose her juice today. Sophia actually reached out for her drinking cup whilst I was giving her lunch to have a drink instead of food. I then put the drinking cup next to her food bowl and asked her which she wanted food or drink and she went for the drink again and then after having it, put her hand on her food bowl. It was a very exciting moment.
Been doing the TacPac everyday for a month now. It’s been really successful. I still can’t get into the plinkety plonk eastern themed music but I can’t fault the response it evokes in my angel. Plus, this past month we’ve both been full of a constant stream of colds since having our flu jabs, go figure! And TacPac has been a godsend. I love it, I can switch off a bit, twiddly diddle and know it’s good to be stimulating Sophia’s body senses whilst giving me a mental break. She’s become really physically active whilst I’ve been doing it and giggles away now. Such a difference from the beginning when she just lay there rather non-plussed wondering what on earth was going on.
Finally, Sophia is casting. I’ve been trying to get her to pick up and cast aside small objects for months and finally, today, she’s done it consistently with some silver foil balls I’ve made (scrunched silver foil around a small plastic teddy bear to give them weight). She wouldn’t use the teddy bears themselves for this (I tried to make her pick those up for a whole month, but to no avail) and the tactile-ness and brightness of the scrunched silver foil is a more interesting texture. Placed on the ‘sound’ tin lid (metal lid of a Christmas chocolates tin), she has begun to pick them up and throw them to one side – yay yay yay, another major milestone achieved. Will keep giving her them to ensure it’s not a one-off but it was definitely a determined action so, fingers crossed. (Of course it could be like her rolling over, been there, done that, never again.)
What a red letter week. Sophia, for the first time today, picked up her own carrot stick from her feed tray and ate it, it was fantastic and the real starts of self feeding, plus, the past few days she’s started to grab / hold the side of her food bowl and put her fingers in to feel it. And today she did that with a vengeance as I’m continuing to do messy food related play on a daily basis in order to make her hands less touch sensitive and – boy does my girl like raw cake mixture. I was making buns and a cake for James’ upcoming birthday & party and put four large blobs of cake mixture onto her seat tray and a tiny touch on her lips, thinking she’d just put her hands in it and mush it around for a bit. I turned my back on her for a few minutes, continuing with my own tasks and when I looked back her face was absolutely covered in cake mix and she wore a huge grin of delight. She’d practically licked her tray clean and reached out to me to get more. The perfect opportunity to really utilise the makaton ‘more’ sign. (I attended a makaton training course a few months ago – a form of basic sign language – and have been persevering with the signs for ‘more’ and ‘finished’, all to no avail at the moment, but she’ll come to understand them with time.) Of course she also got the mixture all over her hair and chair, but who cares.
And all these amazingly positive moments have come when we’ve both been full of cold and feeling quite exhausted, thus monumentally increasing the effort it takes for her to do anything. I swear to God, if my darling didn’t have such extensive brain damage, she’d be a bloody genius.