Rahul and Leila have come a long way since their birth at 31 weeks gestation. At 18 months they have caught up with other children their age physically, emotionally and developmentally.
Leila recently jumped from the 5th to the 10th percentile in weight, and Rahul is steady at the 10th. In height they are both at the 50th percentile. All in all, according to the charts (which might be slightly different that the US standard ones?), they are light weight children of average height. Not that it means much anymore. Last month I met a five month old baby who weighed as much as Leila. At their NICU there was a baby born at 24 weeks, much tinier than them. Now however, when I see them play amongst toddlers their own age, they merge right in, size-wise as well as ability-wise.
Since they were born a couple of months early it was normal, even necessary to closely monitor their weight gain. Thankfully we have had no serious problems since they left the NICU. They are both running, playing, and talking a lot. They are full of energy.
It’s time for me to let go of the obsessive monitoring. They need a break from being scrutinized and compared. They inevitably get a lot of it just for being twins. They don’t need any more, and especially not from me. In the big picture a little delay here or there is not a big deal. I have noticed that they are eating a little more than before, sleeping a little bit better, and enjoying each other.
I have found that comparing healthy babies growth and development is useless, and even silly. We all do it though. It’s natural. Parents often compare how soon their babies sit up, crawl, start sprouting teeth, walk, and talk in relation to others. Discussing these things with other mums and dads is important, especially for first time parents. It is necessary to follow-up on certain milestone achievements. If a real problem is caught soon enough it could be addressed more effectively.
There is a wide range of normal. I can see that just by having two babies. Leila crawled by 7 months, Rahul started after 9. They both had issues with digestion in the NICU. They digest differently. R has a strong reflux, Leila a poor appetite. Now L eats all the time and R eats only when he can feed himself! They both got their first teeth around the same time. According to Dr. Sear’s “The Baby Book”, when teeth come out is a genetic trait. Speech seems to be a big “issue”, and especially when there is more than one language spoken. We have 3 languages around us, and so far they are both saying words in all.
My brother didn’t speak until he was 2. My grandmother forced my parents to see doctors about this. Neither did he eat. What a catastrophe. My parents were easy-going enough to let him be. When he was ready he spoke and when he was hungry he ate. Now he talks a lot, and eats a lot. He is a professional sportsman, and a big guy. My brother-in-law spoke “late”, but apparently when he did it was in full grammatically correct sentences!
When asked, I usually responded to questions about my children’s age, weight, birth order etc. And then I asked similar questions back. Sometimes I even initiated such dialogues. I knew it was silly, but I needed to hear that Leila and Rahul are smaller than others to validate their experience of early birth, as well as mine being their primary care-giver. It has not been easy with their tiny milk feeds. After birth they wouldn’t drink more than 1 to 3 ml of milk at a time. By 1 year R could take 120ml. But because of his reflux he had to stop and burp every 30 ml. Each feed was drink, burp, drink, burp… Leila woke up every 2 to 3 hours to drink at night, and still does. Most babies around us sleep through the night and eat comfortably. I couldn’t help comparing.
I was listening to a studio talk by Richard Freeman, an inspiring senior Ashtanga teacher the other day. I am paraphrasing what I understood from it. He said as soon as we realise that our Asana posture is medium, that it could look better, and it could also look worse, there is a release. The pressure dissolves and the breathing starts. It is no longer about having the perfect posture. It is more intrinsic and personal. That’s when the suffering stops and the practice can deepen.
The same goes for size. As soon as we can acknowledge that we are medium, that we could be taller or shorter, fatter or thinner, there is a release. We can move on and think about other things. I once told a close friend that her son was tall. “No” she responded, “he is average height.” Her honesty struck me.
Rahul and Leila are changing all the time, as I am. When I am around them I want to be actually present. I want to encourage them to have fun, and to laugh. They have enough time to follow curriculae and perform in the future. We can all stack 4 blocks and order rings according to size. It makes no difference to me if they can do it now, or in a few months. They are full of love and energy and that is what really matters. I want them to be Medium and Happy.
4 thoughts on “Medium and Happy”
Baby Raya declared a diet on sunday, no more 180ml she cut it to 60ml!!!
Of course i was worried, doctors checked all the possible reasons, and found nothing to explain her behavior!!!
She had heard enough ” Smallah, she has extra grams ” !!!! after all it s summer 🙂
Of course such a change can be worrying. Glad that it seems to be her need to go on a little diet, and nothing else!
Yes, you are perfectly right. Medium is OK. And it does not mean “average”. You know, I spent all my childhood and youth being told that I was “too” something: too small, too thin, to quiet, too small of a eater, too shy, too whatever… Doctors of all sorts, parents, friends kept on judging and interpreting, telling me what to do. Still now, it happens, there is always something wrong. And it became a real problem, because I assumed I was “too” too and got into the habit of comparing myself to the “standard” all the time… Can’t people just let go and accept (unless there is a huge problem of course, but if not…)?! Let them be, let you be, everybody is OK! Lots of love from me
I was also sometimes too thin or too fat. I understand what you are saying. Comparisons and judgements can be hard and warped, especially if we start to believe they are “true”. If we are fine with who we are the “suffering” can stop, and other things can flow. Not easy to do though.That’s why I want to give L and R the chance to just be, at least from me. They are already compared to each other and to others.
Medium is not average. In the same Richard Freeman talk he mentioned something I found interesting and funny in a way. Someone asked an old Indian yogi about Krishna’s size. K being the ultimate beloved, a deity in Hindu myth. He assumed the response would be to the effect that K is infinite. In fact the yogi simply said he is medium size!
Missing you Sophie, your stories, observations, and stimulating discussions.
Hugs and kisses.