But first a small retrospective, if you'll bear with me.
As I mentioned in this post a couple of years ago, we felt a little blindsided about the clubfoot diagnosis during my pregnancy with Abigail and Bethany. After some research, we came to understand that clubfoot wasn't that big of deal and it appeared that the treatment for most clubfoot kids would be 'short' and successful when using the Ponseti method (and if you follow that link, the current photo looks a lot like Bethany's feet did at birth, only hers were even 'flatter'). We anticipated the best and weathered some stressful weeks while she was casted and corrected and had minor surgery down in Seattle and embarked on her brace wearing protocol.
|Bethany looking stinkin' cute in her brace|
Once we settled into the 'sleepy shoes' era, things were pretty smooth and we followed the protocol as nearly as possible. Once she turned four, we had high hopes and basically expected her to be released from her Ponseti brace. She had been wearing it for approximately 12 hours a night for the last three or so years and we were all ready for her to be done with it.
So...way back in February, Bethany had her yearly check up with Dr. Mosca, the 'foot guy' who comes up from Seattle once or twice a year to see club feet kiddos. Dr. Mosca watched her walk, watched her run up and down the hallway (Abigail had to do it first because Bethany had an attack of the 'I won't do anything for you because I've become incapacitated by my shyness'), manipulated her feet this way and that and proclaimed her fully corrected, giving us the happy news that she indeed could stop wearing her brace.
I'll admit that there was some trepidation on my part when he said "see you in a year" for her next checkup, because relapse does happen occasionally. But as far as I can tell, her feet still look great and she's doing just fine.
On our way home, I wanted to stop at a store. This was to try to purchase something I had promised Bethany now and then over the years once she stopped wearing her brace. Jim and the babes stayed in the car and I went into a Fred Meyer, hoping against hope that all of the winter clothing hadn't been completely put aside for springtime fashions.
Pause for a mini-rant:
Why oh why don't chain stores understand that we Alaskans need our winter clothes available for sale a little longer than most other places in the US? Seriously...bathing suits in January? With several feet of snow still on the ground? Geesh.
Okay, I've said my piece. Thank you.
Anyhoo...thankfully, I found what I was looking for and a very excited Bethany donned these that very night:
|Just look at that pleased, cheesy grin!|
What was so special? Well, these were Bethany's very first pair of footed pajamas. Ever. (Okay, maybe that's not totally true since she did wear those footed sleeper things as a tiny baby, but definitely her first footed pjs that she made the conscious decision that she really wanted to wear!) I have to admit that it made me choke up a little, seeing her excitement over footed pjs. But really, after watching Abigail wear them over the years and mentioning wanting a pair, it was cool to finally give her that small thing.
Hokey, yes. But something I'll (and possible she'll) always remember as we said goodbye to her brace? Absolutely!