Yikes! The terrible two's start early! Liv is a screamer. When she wants something, when sister takes something from her, when the sun shines, when it doesn't. We're working on it...
At 18 months it's not all bad. She's definitely at that age where a lot of what she does is to get smiles and laughs out of us. She sure tries to say what we ask her to. She's not quite to that two word sentence stage and so is slightly behind but she's working on it. Her vocabulary is slowly (very slowly) growing. She said banana this morning for the first time "nana." She says book "bu" juice "yus" milk "mi" with a growl, binky "dee-tee" blanky "dee-tee" Elmo "memo" eye, ear, hair, mouth, more, please, thank you, uh oh, yummy "ummy" outside, wow, and others and mommy, daddy, and Ella/sister. She's getting their. Her pediatrician is pretty pleased at how little she's behind. Yes, she is behind but he was predicting she'd be delayed about 5 months and she's not quite that bad.
She loves making funny faces, playing peek-a-boo, coloring, and doing all sorts of pretend playing. Anything sister is doing, Liv wants to join in. Olivia is loving baby dolls, barbie's (especially doing their hair) cars, balls, and coloring. Oh and did I mention coloring. We have to be careful with her because she will color on anything. And she likes eating anything she's coloring with. Chalk, markers, crayons, apparently they all taste fantastic.
As established with the coloring, this girl is quote mischievous. Doesn't matter how many times she's told no, she is in what she's not supposed to be. In the past month we have had many moments where I think, "If the stress of her heart doesn't kill me, the stress of her mischievousness will." Now, this is going to sound like I never watch my children. But I do. I promise. You mother's know how quick these kids are! In the past month Olivia has snatched a paring knife out of the dishwasher and was running around with it. She's eaten mud (again) ajax, dish detergent, tried eating out of the garbage, and of course her art utensils. She's almost fallen off her grandparents new deck. She's face planted off the couch onto the floor. She's swallowed a piece of her sucker stick. She's fallen down a few stairs. See? Ella was just so different from her sister. Ella had her things that got me riled up but for the most part I could turn my back for a few minutes to get dishes done and not have to worry. Liv is a whole other story. The second I turn my back she's into something horrendous. Quick explanation with the ajax. I still have no idea how Olivia got to it. Ella picked it up off the floor one night at dinner and of course Andrew and I were asking why she had it. She then proceeded to tell us that Olivia had been eating it and Ella took it away from her. We asked when, she said yesterday. Olivia is obviously alive so my guess is she stuck a finger in, tried it, didn't like it and left it alone. Either way, we had a little talk with Ella about telling us when Olivia is doing stuff she shouldn't. I still have no idea how she got it since we lock up our poisons and I know I had put it away. She's really going to kill me!
So on an unrelated note (promise) Liv has had a rough couple weeks. We're not positive what's going on. If it's a normal kid thing or a heart thing. She's been super clingy and grumpier than usual. She's had a cold (which for her lasts forever) which could be part of it. Also, her sats have been lower, hence the not knowing if it's heart related. It could just be that she's the spoiled baby of the family and has entitlement issues or it could be that she just isn't feeling well. We really don't know. But with her lower sats and my major anxiety I keep thinking it's something more and my mommy intuition is warning me something's up. We're watching her closely and have been e-mailing her card. Olivia is straddling her safe zone for sats and so I suspect it's only a matter of time before she's hooked up to some oxygen. Her card wants us to monitor her closely through the holidays and if there isn't any improvement we'll be heading down in January (we weren't supposed to have an appointment until March.) There's talk of an early sedated echo and possibly cath. Not what this mama wanted to hear. Not that either are the end of the world (both are better than talk of the fontan) but all of the above come with a certain amount of anxiety.
And a quick shout out to a new member of Olivia's heart family. Welcome to one of the worst clubs in the world Aaron! Aaron is Olivia's uncle. Andrew's younger brother was recently diagnosed with cardiomyopathy and in heart failure. What a way to spend Thanksgiving.
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