We have some great advisors that work with us in regards to Alistair's communication. Right now we really want to make an effort in getting Alistair aware of whats happening before we do it to him. ie changing his diaper, putting on his glasses, picking him up, etc.... We also are finding ways to give him choices. So for lunch today we had a drink and some food. He had to touch the bottle or the spoon to let me know what he wanted. Its quite the process as I think it takes a bit for his brain to tell his body what he wants it to do. But he seemed to get great enjoyment out of making his own choices. You know sometimes I find it hard to know if I'm just seeing what I want to see (ie accomplishments) or if they are truly occuring. Anyhow, the whole plan is eventually we could hopefully resort to pictures and buttons that he could push so he can communicate his needs especially if the verbal aspect never comes to light.... He hasn't really progressed too much with the speech side of things. Yet with that I just have to mimic all the sounds he produces and we do manage to go back and forth quite a bit. But there hasn't been any babbling, or vowels produced past what he already has done. So thats the big challenge is just continuing on when one doesn't see the results they want week after week. However, with other aspects like his ability to stand with assistance or touch the bottle or spoon to indicate what he wants has taken months upon months. Yet we as a family have been rewarded with our perseverance.... I keep thinking of stroke victims and the motivation and need to persevere to receive those golden little changes in life that seem like a massive victory.
O and some great news. We just found out a couple of days ago that we are getting financial support from the Giving in Action Society towards a wheelchair accessible vehicle as well as all the materials to create a wheelchair accessible shower and front entrance. So hopefully by the end of March we will have our bathroom completed!



Thankfully, I had to only wait until 1130 to see the genetic counsellor for the results but that just felt like the world slowed down and forgot to turn. Geeze thank goodness I didn't have to wait any longer than I did. So waiting patiently in the genetics room Patricia came to the door and said "I have great news" Well I just burst into tears. One doesn't realize how much pent up angst one has until these moments. I just couldn't stop crying to the point that I even had Patricia get all teary eyed. Anyhow I got ahold of myself and basically felt a tad in shock. But basically to the best of their ability they can tell me that this kidlet is going to be NORMAL. (thats my favorite word!) Plus to top it off I had received the quad screen blood results a week earlier and was told that came back all negative as well. That created another great melt down to the point the doc called me at home to make sure I knew negative results were a good thing! O course I had but again it was just a HUGE release. I've also always dealt with my pregancies with the idea of "Expect the worst and HOPE for the best" So ya life is incredibly lovely right now. I was so strung after receiving the ultrasound results that I felt I needed to get out and walk for a bit to blow off some steam. Luckily the weather was brilliant while I was down and I ended up walking from Women's and Children's to my buddies place right down by Stanley Park. On the way I bought myself fancy smancy drinks and goodies, window shopped, took in the environment and ended up walking a total of 6km. It was great. Since I had planned for a possible amniocentisis I didn't book my flight home till late the next day. Fortunately, we didn't end up needing to take that route and my buddy Kim and her family opened their doors to me and we hung outfor the rest of the time. 