I’m nearing tears as I drive home with the A/C on Turbo. Is it really 109 degrees at noon? Church has dismissed and though I love, love worship and fellowship at our beloved church, I often dread all the attention Finn attracts. Most of it is a blessing; Finn is so well loved. But my momma bear claws twitch as I hold my little nugget and shield him from so many well-meaning careless comments. “Whoa! How much does he weigh? That’s what my one year old granddaughter weighs!” “He’s soon going to be bigger than you!” “Look at those thighs!” “He’s so fat!” “Doesn’t miss a meal does he?” That one’s the most common. I bet I heard thirty of these “big boy” comments this morning. I can take them in small doses, like at the check out line in Target or with friends. But so many packed into two hours is too much to handle.
Now, I understand Finn is a baby. And babies are supposed to be chunky, so I shouldn’t be offended. I’m thankful for a healthy boy.
But Finn cannot move HALF of his body. He may not lose this chunk like able-bodied children do, kicking and crawling and walking. His metabolism is oh, so slow and may continue to be throughout his life. Finn’s legs don’t move so they don’t burn calories. The heavier his legs get, the harder it will be for him to move as he grows. 83% of people with Spina Bifida are overweight. This is terrifying to me as I am a fitness professional who promotes healthy living and want the same opportunity for my baby boy. If this weren’t enough, his silly parents had the bright idea to switch to cloth diapers, which make him about 5 pounds heavier and give him the booty of a five year old. We’ve cut back on Finn’s calories per Dr. Kolobe’s suggestion and may switch back to disposable diapers to allow his legs and hips more freedom to extend.
I’m just such a fan of this little boy. His advocate. I know I won’t be able to protect him from getting hurt throughout his life, but I sure want to. I hope to learn from all you wise, seasoned parents how to protect your child yet still let them hurt. Ugh; parenting is tough, huh?