The health visitor has just been and weighed Noah. She comes here to do him so that we don't have to explain his problems in a room full of other people. At the baby clinic you can't guarantee which HV you'll get. Though I don't think I would be bothered about it now. She is very pleased with how he is doing. She thinks we are doing all the right things with him. I told her that I was worried that I didn't think I was doing enough. I feel as though perhaps I need to do more.....but she thinks we're doing ok. We always have a little chat about things before she weighs him so she knows how we are getting on with things. She says that we are coping with everything a lot better than a lot of other people she meets. I think because I don't feel the need or have the inclination to sugar coat things when I tell people about Noah. If they talk to him when he is in the pram I just tell them....he is blind so he doesn't know you are talking to him....so just lightly touch his face or hand and he'll know. Mick doesn't agree with how I say it but to be honest I just don't have the energy to worry about everyone else's feelings as most of the time having to say that to someone is bloody hard on me. Anyway Elaine our HV says a lot of people just won't admit it to other people that there is something wrong with their baby. I really don't understand that. I mean I would love to bury my head in the sand and deny there's a problem....but my job as his mummy is to do the best for him and make sure he gets all the help he needs and pretending he is 'normal' won't get him what he needs.
Anyway the main reason for the visit was to weigh him.....and the chunky monkey is a whopping 20lbs 8.5 Oz's. That puts him above the 98th centile line.
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