End of February 2013

It’s been a bit more than halfway through a week vacation/paternity leave and I finally get to write an update here.

Livi started crawling at about 8.5 months of age. I think she would have been earlier if she wasn’t spending so much awake time being fed. Today, at close to 10 months, she is just crawling around and exploring the house.

She is turning 10 months next week. That means we’ve been dropper feeding her for about 7 months. We’re up to an equivalent 27 oz’s a day – that’s five feeds a day, 22 ozs of breastmilk, and 5 ozs of formula. We cheat by putting formula in breastmilk so we get more bang for the buck. 22 oz’s a day is about 650 mL, which is the number of times we put a dropper in her mouth. That’s times we put a dropper in her mouth over a cumulative 3 hours a day, 7 days a week. So a quick back of the envelope calculation, I can estimate that since she was about 3 months in age and Illie resumed working, we’ve put a dropper in her mouth about 115,000 times. This number can actually be calculated to a much better precision because we keep detailed records of her feeding every day. Despite all this work, she’s still medically considered “failure to thrive” weightwise, but heightwise I think she might be a bit more than 10 percentile. I am really looking forward to the day that this kind of feeding can be easier, and I think that day is coming soon.

Ruby is still growing to be a pretty silly and happy toddler. She’s started asking “so what happens then?” questions, and repeatedly following the answer with another “so what happens then?” question. The line of answering often results in bleeding or crying which ultimately ends up with some person being in the hospital or the psychiatric ward. In the playground it’s pretty obvious that Ruby loves to follow smaller kids around and hug them or help them learn how to walk. I think she’s learning how to socialize with other kids in school.

Illie’s mom is in Taiwan for this month. Our project for this month is to have Ruby eat on her own without being spoonfed. We’re calling it “Eating Boot Camp” – where she goes hungry unless the spoons goes from bowl to mouth by her own effort. So far she had a really good night last night. I really hope she can improve.

At this age, Ruby and Livi seem to really like each other a lot. Ruby loves to be with her little sister, and of anyone in the world, Ruby makes Livi laugh most easily.