Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Give me a head of hair, long beautiful hair...
Shining, gleaming,Streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair
-from "Hair"
Heads and hair - that's been our focus for the past couple of weeks. On the recommendation of D.J.'s pediatrician, we took him to be evaluated by Cranial Technologies, a clinic that specializes in correcting head shape. Because premature babies have softer skull bones, they often have flat spots from lying in the same position for too long. When Veronica was in the NICU, the nurses were very careful about changing her position every three hours. As such, she left the hospital with a nice round head. Our pediatrician was concerned because she thought that D.J's head was a little flat on one side and might need to be corrected by wearing a special helmet called a DOC band.
I was not too excited about the possibility of D.J. having to wear a helmet for six months. The helmet part didn't bother me, but the prospect of having to go yet more doctor's appointments every couple of weeks to get the thing adjusted was giving me anxiety. Furthermore, D.J. does not really like anything on his head and I was dreading having to wrestle him down and put a DOC band on. However, when I got to the office I started to thumb through a catalog of helmets. I found out we could get one custom made and decorated in any style we wanted. The possibilities were endless. By the time D.J.'s examination started, I had several ideas of what I wanted his helmet to look like. But, alas, the therapist said that although D.J.'s head was a little flat on one side, it really wasn't bad enough to warrant him wearing a helmet 23 hours a day. I was disappointed for about 3 milliseconds and quickly got both of us out of that office.
To celebrate D.J.'s escape from the helmet, we decided it was time to get his first haircut. Now, we already had a hair celebration for Veronica - after months of chanting over her bald head, she finally grew enough hair to have pigtails.
Anyway, last weekend we took D.J. to Cool Cuts, a salon that specializes in kids' haircuts. The little customers get to watch cartoons or play video games while their hair is being cut. If only all hair salons were like this. D.J. did great, even though he had to sit on my lap (it was very crowded and all the car and fire engine seats were taken). Veronica entertained him by playing the video game.