mr. (mushy) muscles

Beckham is still getting a pt session in every week. He is throwing his little bipolar fits as well, but Diane just laughs and we wait for him to get it together and try again. He is so silly but he really is trying. It make me sad when he gets frustrated. Diane says he is doing so much better. I guess it is sometimes hard for me to notice the huge strides when I see him every day and when I see other kids his age or younger doing so, so much more. Maybe I just worry too much because in reality, I am totally still noticing the little things he is doing that are actually big things.

He is spending more time supporting himself with his arms. They are still so weak and miles behind his legs. He is using them more though, and I know that once he figured out how to stand on his legs and use them, they got stronger really fast. I am hoping his arms do the same.

For him, it's a big deal to support his weight with one arm and play, reach, and grab with the other. Diane (his physical therapist) told me to take lots of pictures and videos so I can see his improvements. Taking a lot of pictures isn't something I struggle with, obviously.

He still uses his head as a maneuvering device and I am not sure how to break him of this habit. It's huge though! Gotta give him props for using it to his advantage.


He still tires pretty quickly and I am not sure how to build his endurance, other than to just keep working with him. The other day he was sitting on one of my legs and pulled himself up to stand and play on the couch. He stood there for over 5 minutes playing with the xylophone, his favorite toy. He was so happy there. I was so proud of him. His legs are getting so strong! They are getting more muscular and chubby too.

I think that last picture is my new favorite. I love that little smirk!