This afternoon we met Finn's new OT. His name is Andre and he's a younger guy (younger than me, that's for sure. He called Michael "sir" and Michael kind of cringed and said, "Hey, you don't have to call me that." Yeesh.). Very nice . . . and seemingly normal, for what it's worth. I don't know, it just initially seemed strange to me that a guy would be a therapist. I'm obviously very narrow-minded. So anyway, yeah, young guy, married, mentioned that he and his wife might be expecting their first baby (which led me down this whole mental path of "gee, since he works with babies and children with disabilities, I wonder if he and his wife will do prenatal screenings, and if they found out they were carrying a baby with a genetic issue, would they terminate? . . . blah blah blah).
Anyway. I dunno . . . the session was a little anticlimactic. It being the first meeting, we spent a lot of time with him just asking me a lot of questions about Finn. Our focus for now (where my main concerns lie) is feeding, as Finn still gets the majority of his nourishment via the boobs, which is fine, but we seem to be having a little trouble transitioning him to more other foods. He eats stage 2 baby food, but gags on anything with texture and does not self-feed at all, so I guess I just want some direction and guidance there. So at the end of today's session, Andre observed me spoon feeding Finn and offered suggestions to help him eat more effectively and transition to more substantial fare.
I must admit that I am having mixed feelings about this, as I have all along with PT as well. I still haven't decided how necessary this all is for Finn. I go back and forth, back and forth, between thinking that therapy is a waste of time and thinking it's absolutely crucial.
Aside from this stuff, Finn is doing, well, great. Crawling all over the place now, he's also recently figured out how to go from all fours to a sitting position (although once he's in a sitting position, he still can't figure out how to get out of it! So I usually have to rescue him when he's tired of sitting). He's got 3 teeth now: the two bottom front ones and one top front.
And I guess that's about it.