Tuesday, December 28, 2010

diagnosis confirmed

For the past 5 months we have been on a journey with Adam.  From the time my little man was born he was small, well not his weight, but his height.  He started off in the 25% and gradually went down to the 3-5% from there.  I knew from the very beginning, actually while in utero, that something was different.  I saw his little legs on the sonogram and noticed his measurements, but no one seemed to see any cause for concern.  When he was born his legs were so short, but otherwise seemed "normal".  I asked his pedi every visit about his height, but he wasn't too concerned until his 18 mo check up in August.  He started to plateau on the growth chart, and was no longer on the curve.  Now his pedi was concerned enough to send us to the endocrinologist,  who totally freaked me out, and then sent us to a specialist.  The specialist visit eased some of my fears and did some tests-bone scan, bone age, and DNA testing to look for a mutation in a specific gene. 

Today, 5 weeks later, I get a phone call from the genetic counselor.  The genes they were looking at came back normal-no mutation, but the xrays/bone scans were sent to Cedars Sinai hospital in California where they specialize in bone disorders.  The specialist there did agree with the diagnosis of hypochondroplasia, which is a bone disorder that affects the growth of the long bones in the arms and legs.  What this means is that Adam will be small, like me.  He will develop normally except that his arms and legs will be of disproportionate size/length compared to his body. 

Although I have always know that he was different as far as his size goes, it is hard to think about all the challenges he will face.  As a child, I was always the shortest in my class, but it didn't really bother me because I am a girl, and being small is acceptable for females.  Not so much for males.  I just hope that he will continue to keep his happy little personality and not allow these things to interfere with his life.  I will always feel a little heartbroken for him, but will never allow him to see this.  No matter, he is perfect just the was he is!

Our next steps are to continue to see the doctors on a regular basis to follow up on his growth, have bone scans/xrays every couple of years, and live our lives as we normally would.  Ava is next in the process because she is small as well, and then me.  I know that I am the carrier of this disorder.  My parents are both average/tall-dad 5'11-6'0, mom 5'8, brother 6'0, and me 4'10--quite the discrepancy.  If we choose to have more children they have a 50/50 chance of inheriting this disorder as well.  Another thing to think about, but we will cross that bridge soon enough. 

No matter what, I know that we are blessed to have beautiful, healthy children (and I wouldn't trade that for the world!)  They are just packaged a little differently!



Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Oh Christmas tree...

Have I mentioned how much I LOOOOOOVE Christmas time!  Every year when I was little my family would venture out to the Christmas tree farm and cut down our tree.  Well, since having our own little family, we have only had a fake tree.  So this year we put up our fake tree and then decided to go get another smaller tree. 


Adam off exploring on his own.

Ava making sure he is okay...neither of them
are really interested in the tree finding or cutting

Very content with his new sticks.
That's what we were there for.

Off we went to the Elgin Christmas Tree Farm, with bells on.  The kids had fun cutting down our little Charlie Brown tree.  But, they had the most fun playing with sticks in the dirt and sword fighting with the sticks that they just had to bring home.  Really???  We have sticks all over the back yard and you are throwing a fit to bring the "special sticks" home.   Adam decided he would follow another family around for a little while and hang with them.  Ava did not like that one bit.  "Adam Joseph, you better get over here right now or you're gonna be in big trouble!"  His response to this was a "you gotta be kidding" look, a very assertive "NO" and ran away in the opposite direction of Ava.  She was honestly just trying to be motherly to him and keep him with us, but he wanted to be his little independent self, so off he went.  She was almost in tears, so I got him back on track with us and they played with the sticks and dirt some more.

Another fun moment. There were signs all over "Please watch for stickers and fire ants".  And even though we specifically said not to sit down on the ground...they did...and we were in screaming sticker city. Both of them at the same time.  They had stickers everywhere...on their butts, shoes, shirts.  Man those things hurt.  So our last few minutes in the tree area were no fun, but that was easily forgotten by the hay ride back to the front with our little tree.

The tree they picked is somewhat of a crooked little tree, but it's their tree and it's going in their playroom.  Okay, it is totally crooked, but I just try not to look at it so much. I really had to put my OCD thoughts aside and allow them to choose their first tree. 

Afterwards, since we were in Elgin, we went to eat some bbq.  Yum!  Nothing like a bunch of greasy meat to end our day.  Then the kids had some ice cream to solidify the fat they had just ingested.  Hmmm...what could be considered vegetables or at least somewhat nutritional in that meal?  At least they had something that consisted of milk.

We had fun, and I hope to make this a tradition for them as it was for me growing up. 
YEAH CHRISTMAS!!!

P.S.- does anyone really know the words to the song "Oh Christmas Tree"? I haven't a clue.

Ava picked the tree.

Ava and Daddy cutting down our tree.





Our family with our little tree.


Hayride back with our tree...Adam is not impressed