My son is many things to me, including a big head. I don’t mean that in the sense of a big ego (what fourteen month old has a huge ego, after all.) I mean that literally in the sense of macrocephaly — a skull with a big circumference. He’s always had it… we did some cleaning around the house this afternoon and we found a referral by Mrs. Geek’s OB/GYN for an additional ultrasound because she thought that his head size was large. That progressed to an ultrasound last March when he was about six months old because his pediatrician thought that his head size was large. Tomorrow we go to a local children’s hospital for the results of a CT scan because his head was in the 100th+ percentile for size at one year.
We’re not overly worried about this. He is asymptomatic. He’s meeting all his developmental milestones. The anesthesiologist who prepped him for the CT scan noted that his fontanelle was relaxed; the additional pressure of hydrocephaly generally makes it taut. The same doctor took a quick look at the scanned images and told us that while he is no expert, there was nothing obviously wrong (bulges, brightly hued masses, holes, etc…) with his head in his scans. More than that, my Mom tells me that I had a huge head when I was Baby Geek’s age — to the point that I had trouble learning how to move around and walk because my head was flopping around.
It will be nice when we (hopefully) can put this episode behind us.
Baby Geek is such a blessing to us. He is beautiful to me. He’s such a mild, happy kid.. at least most of the time. He looks at me with his blond hair and his blue eyes and I hope for him. I hope that we haven’t too badly messed up the world in which he has to grow up. I hope, not that his life will be easy, but that he will be able to face some of it with a stronger sense of security about himself than I seemed to have (looking back.)
People comment a lot about his blue eyes, like we shouldn’t have expected him to have them. I don’t know why. I have blue eyes. Mrs. Geek has blue eyes. If Baby Geek didn’t have blue eyes, there would be, as Ricky Ricardo used to say, “some e’splainin’ to do” on Mrs. Geek’s part.
The blond hair is very much a surprise to me. I have graying dark brown hair. My Dad has black hair. My Mom has chestnut brown hair. Mrs. Geek has red hair. I was figuring on a blue-eyed, dark-haired child. Mrs. Geek always used to say “none of our children are going to look like me”, figuring that our children would be dark haired and tall (Mrs. Geek is about 5’4″.) Surprise! Baby Geek has the honey blond hair of my Mom’s sister; blond is recessive to brunette, red is recessive to blond. Plus, while a few people say he definitely looks like me, many more say that he looks like Mrs. Geek’s Dad.