Kids
Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 6:27 am
I usually deal with issues fairly well but truth be told, I'm struggling.
Not easy for me to admit, but when it comes to my children all aspects of inner resolve come crumbling.
When I first gave birth to my eldest son, I was overwhelmed.
I knew I would love him, but the reality hit me so hard.
I didn't just love him, I adored him.
That is when the realisation of being a mum sets in.
Love is redefined in a way thats indescribable.
It initially scared me.
That may sound strange but all of a sudden I held in my arms a little person who stole my heart, I knew that my happiness no longer was about me but rather my little man.
The feelings overwhelmed me.
The love was awe inspiring and frightening.
A love unlike anything I had ever known. Selfishness turned overnight into selflessnes.
Fast forward 14 years and I am blessed.
My son is smart and caring, thoughtful and a child any parent would be proud of.
Me personally, I think he is the best thing since sliced bread.
When I started fostering my niece and nephew, he was beyond understanding. His maturity and compassion blew me away.
When he had to give up his room and share with his younger sister, both of my wonderful kidlets never complained once.
No fights, no arguments. They understood why they their space and privacy were sacrificed and they never spoke against it.
In actual fact they took those little ones and poured brotherly and sisterly love on them and have been the most wonderful brother and sister.
To say I am proud is an understatement.
I have freakin, awesome children!
Which brings me to where I am now.
My gorgeous son is healthy and extremely athletic. His sporting achievements are long.
When he was in primary school he was the yr 5 and 6 athletic sports champion. Best and fairest in AfL for club level. Top 5 for three years running in our entire region for best and fairest. Has played rep footy for 5 years and has been named top 3 players for 4 of those. Last year started playing NFL and was picked for A grade.
He started high school last year and out of every year for each subject one child is chosen for academic excellence and out of 300 kids in his year, he was selected in excellence for physical education.
He is a talented young man who loves his sport.
But he is short. Really short.
He started puberty at 10 and I considered seeing a paediatrician back then but opted not too. He was the lower end of normal but just fell within the range. I didn't want to complicate an already confusing time with Doctors visits.
I am tall, over 5"10 and my husband is 5"8. He is the shortest of his family. Both his brothers are over 5"11. My dad is 6 foot. My daughter is 5"7 and yet to start puberty so she will be tall.
Because he started puberty so early the range for him to grow taller is limited.
He is 5 foot.
In the latter stages of puberty.
He had an injury to his foot 3 months ago, so last week I got the X-rays, his growth plates in his feet have closed. Leaving growth limited.
First thing despite starting puberty early, it is extremely unusual with parents of average or above above stature to be so short. Something medically has gone wrong.
I have booked him in to see a specialist to enquire whether growth hormone is needed.
The appointment is in 2 weeks.
I am confused and not certain.
I am worried about starting the drug and I am worried that puberty has progressed past the point where it will be beneficial.
I Am worried that by even pursuing such I am sending him the signal that being the stature he is isn't good enough.
Because he is good enough, he is beyond awesome. A young man I am proud of.
But short is one thing, 5"3 or 5"4 is small for a guy.
But he may remain 5 foot which Is tiny and medically and genetically not normal for our family history.
I would be lying if said I wasn't angry.
It's just not bloody fair!!
Not easy for me to admit, but when it comes to my children all aspects of inner resolve come crumbling.
When I first gave birth to my eldest son, I was overwhelmed.
I knew I would love him, but the reality hit me so hard.
I didn't just love him, I adored him.
That is when the realisation of being a mum sets in.
Love is redefined in a way thats indescribable.
It initially scared me.
That may sound strange but all of a sudden I held in my arms a little person who stole my heart, I knew that my happiness no longer was about me but rather my little man.
The feelings overwhelmed me.
The love was awe inspiring and frightening.
A love unlike anything I had ever known. Selfishness turned overnight into selflessnes.
Fast forward 14 years and I am blessed.
My son is smart and caring, thoughtful and a child any parent would be proud of.
Me personally, I think he is the best thing since sliced bread.
When I started fostering my niece and nephew, he was beyond understanding. His maturity and compassion blew me away.
When he had to give up his room and share with his younger sister, both of my wonderful kidlets never complained once.
No fights, no arguments. They understood why they their space and privacy were sacrificed and they never spoke against it.
In actual fact they took those little ones and poured brotherly and sisterly love on them and have been the most wonderful brother and sister.
To say I am proud is an understatement.
I have freakin, awesome children!
Which brings me to where I am now.
My gorgeous son is healthy and extremely athletic. His sporting achievements are long.
When he was in primary school he was the yr 5 and 6 athletic sports champion. Best and fairest in AfL for club level. Top 5 for three years running in our entire region for best and fairest. Has played rep footy for 5 years and has been named top 3 players for 4 of those. Last year started playing NFL and was picked for A grade.
He started high school last year and out of every year for each subject one child is chosen for academic excellence and out of 300 kids in his year, he was selected in excellence for physical education.
He is a talented young man who loves his sport.
But he is short. Really short.
He started puberty at 10 and I considered seeing a paediatrician back then but opted not too. He was the lower end of normal but just fell within the range. I didn't want to complicate an already confusing time with Doctors visits.
I am tall, over 5"10 and my husband is 5"8. He is the shortest of his family. Both his brothers are over 5"11. My dad is 6 foot. My daughter is 5"7 and yet to start puberty so she will be tall.
Because he started puberty so early the range for him to grow taller is limited.
He is 5 foot.
In the latter stages of puberty.
He had an injury to his foot 3 months ago, so last week I got the X-rays, his growth plates in his feet have closed. Leaving growth limited.
First thing despite starting puberty early, it is extremely unusual with parents of average or above above stature to be so short. Something medically has gone wrong.
I have booked him in to see a specialist to enquire whether growth hormone is needed.
The appointment is in 2 weeks.
I am confused and not certain.
I am worried about starting the drug and I am worried that puberty has progressed past the point where it will be beneficial.
I Am worried that by even pursuing such I am sending him the signal that being the stature he is isn't good enough.
Because he is good enough, he is beyond awesome. A young man I am proud of.
But short is one thing, 5"3 or 5"4 is small for a guy.
But he may remain 5 foot which Is tiny and medically and genetically not normal for our family history.
I would be lying if said I wasn't angry.
It's just not bloody fair!!