Itsy Bitsy Spider

Nursery rhymes. Why can't I remember any of them? The thing is that I do remember some but none of them seem right to sing or tell to Christian. I'll start singing Tinkle Twinkle Little Star and then I'm like, "That's boring. Not good enough. Next!" And so it goes with most every nursery rhyme I know. "That's too short." "That's not a good one." You get the picture.

So my two faves are You Are My Sunshine, which really isn't a nursery rhyme but it's pretty popular in the mommy world to sing to your baby. And the other one I started to sing to him the other day was this old classic...

The itsy bitsy spider crawled up the water spout.
Down came the rain and washed the spider out.
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.
And then the itsy bitsy spider crawled up the spout again.

First of all, I've never realized how depressing and sad some nursery rhymes are when you really pay attention. Especially when I'm sitting there actually paying attention to what I'm saying, the room is silent, my baby is in my arms...all of the sudden Itsy Bitsy Spider has taken on a whole new meaning.

Then it hit me...Christian is the Itsy Bitsy Spider. Stay with me folks. Christian was on his way up the spout when down came the rain. And now he has to start all over again. But the best part is when the sun comes out and dries up all the rain. And now Christian has to start crawling (or moving, or looking, or talking, or grabbing) back up the water spout again.

Just an observation.

Christian will be going back to HBOT this week, which I'm really looking forward to. We also finally got his Mic-Key button! Yay!!!! This is so needed. He's had a feeding tube catheter attached to his stomach since he had the g-tube surgery in July. I don't know why they chose to do it this way but they had us wait 8 weeks then order the button (which will now literally be just a button in his abdomen that lays semi-flush against the skin) then wait for the button to get in because it was on back order and now set an appointment to get it "installed." Why is this process so hard? I'll tell you what's hard...having to try and do therapy involving tummy time, seat belt in a car seat, bathe, dress, and carry a child who has a tube hanging from his stomach that sticks out, gets stuck, and is all too easily pulled on. I am so happy to see this tube go!

Anyway, Mama Spider has to get back to Baby Spider and put him to bed. That way tomorrow he'll be well rested to continue his journey up that spout.