
Here's a picture of Evie on the scales at her 4 month visit with Dr. Vigour's office. She got a pretty good report in terms of growth, which I'd been concerned about. She'd seemed unsatisified lately after her feedings, and I figured that she was beginning to want more to eat. After all, she'd been eating 3-4 ounces per meal since she was about 8 weeks old. She weighed in at 13 lbs, 4 oz (50th %tile), and was a whopping 26" long (95th percentile.) I must add that Kyle takes a great amount of pride in the fact that his baby girl is in the 95th percentile for length. His pride is adorable!
I mentioned to Dr. Vigour that I still felt that Evie wasn't responding normally to noises. I knew she could hear because she'd startle when she heard something loud. However, she would almost never turn toward noises. It was so bad that you could loudly snap your fingers next to her ears, and she would never notice. Dr. Vigour decided that it was best to be safe, so she gave me a referral to Dr. Diane Africk, a pediatric neurologist with Ochsner. Unfortunately, in order to justify the referral, Evie was classified as having a developmental delay. Seeing those two words on my baby's chart was so upsetting to me. I came home and cried all throughout the day. My true fear was that Evie was displaying soft markers for autism. (very late smiling, no interest in faces, not turning toward noises)
I called several people for advice and parental wisdom, and I got some great advice from my dear friend, Kim P. In so many words, she told me not to borrow trouble. Most importantly, she reminded me that no matter what, Evie was chosen by God to be my child, just as I was chosen to be her mother. I need to always keep the faith that she is the perfect child, meant only for Kyle and me. He knew what he was doing when he gave me my pregnancy with her, especially in His timing. He knew what He was doing when He made her a daughter. Why wouldn't He know what He's doing now? It's a lesson that I know I'll need to be reminded of from time to time.