Day two after the marathon and the stiffness has really set in. I think that the second day is always the worst and things seem to get better from there. The annoying part of feeling so sore is that it impacts how I walk up and down stairs. In the past this has not been problem but now that I have to carry a 30 lb not so little man up and down stairs it has created a little bit of an issue. I realized it this morning as I scooped Noah up and tried to side step down our narrow staircase with him in my arms. It was a little hairy but we made it down without either of us falling. To my surprise Noah was not the least bit scared (I was petrified) but thought it was totally hilarious! He laughed hysterically all the way down the stairs and this continued throughout the day. Walking down the stairs outside he was laughing so hard I thought he was going to hurl himself out of my arms. Glad to know he is concerned about his Mommy!
With getting down the stairs being an ordeal I decided that I would make Noah crawl up the stairs if we had to go back up. I had actually tried this with him last night and was amazed at how well he did. The best part about seeing him doing this was how much he used his right arm. With all of his walking and talking we have kind of being slacking when it comes to fine motor skills and constraint therapy for his right arm. He still has being going to OT twice a week during which he gets pushed very hard (love his OT!) but as I had mentioned in an earlier post the constraint therapy has not been consistent. It's always hard to find a balance with everything and right now Brad and I have decided to let Noah just be a kid and enjoy this fun phase. We are still doing constraint therapy when we can but trying not to beat ourselves up about it if it doesn't get done. Anyway watching him crawl up the stairs I was in awe at how coordinated he was and how he would actually bring his right arm up to the step above him to help pull himself up. It was really exciting to see and definitely easier for me than carrying him!!
Noah was home again with me today and we had our usual daily routine. Had fun at group class as he ran around acting like a goof. He was in such a silly mood today-not sure what had gotten into him. My favorite part of class was when he decided to gather all the dolls in the room, put them in a pile, and then "body-slammed" them. He actually did this again this afternoon with Elmo and puppy-I guess we may have a professional wrestler on our hands. After his nap he was in a happy mood so decided to a little constraint therapy. We made it through an hour and 15 minutes and he tolerated it pretty well. He got kind of bored by the end and I'm thinking I may need to change up some of the toys in the rotation. One exciting part of therapy was that for the first time I saw him pick up his pacifier with his right hand and he managed to get it into his mouth! It was by no means pretty but I was so proud. It's crazy what will actually motivate him.
We ended the day by heading out to the park and then walking down to the train to meet Brad. Noah had a great time at the park and was running all over the place. He was still being pretty silly and at one point started what I can only describe as heckling the little leaguers that were in the park playing baseball. The little boys couldn't have been older than 5 or 6 and their coach was teaching them how to run the bases. They were standing in line and one by one would each run all the way around the bases. Noah ran up behind the fence behind home plate (the hand holding stage is officially over), started waving his left hand in the air, and screaming out his usual gibberish at the top of his lungs. In between the gibberish I could make out a few "gos" as he crazily continued yelling. It was pretty funny and he did get a few smiles from some of the other parents. We made our way down to the train to scoop up Brad and then home for dinner and bed. With the walk I was able to keep my streak going and all and all had a good day. Hard to believe there are only 2 days left!
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