Yes, I know that doesn't really make sense. I was looking for the opposite of failure to thrive though and that was the best I could do.
I'd objected to the label of Failure to Thrive. Not out loud or seriously, but just a little bit in my head, because it just seemed so mean. Turns out it is the exact right label.
In the last two to three weeks, Chiron has gained a pound or so a week and learned all kinds of new things. Twice he has been sitting up in his crib when I went in to get him! He officially as of this last weekend can crawl, forward and everything. He can pull up, he can clap, he can repeat sounds and so much more. He really is thriving.
The difference? Well, they had us take him entirely off of solids when he went in the hospital in September for a month or so and then we had to put him on them very slowly. In these last few weeks, he's been to eating 3-4 solid meals a day plus his prescription Neocate formula and it has made the world of difference. He still has is supposed to consume no dairy, soy, wheat, eggs, peanuts, tree nuts, fish, shell fish or beef, but this actually still leaves a lot to eat and he loves it.
I really need to find some options for him to work on picking up little bites more, similar to puffs, but something he can eat.
Relating to the other issues, I have gone back to the idea that I posted to Facebook after Aurelia died: "no guarantees, but hope." [And yes, referring to potential children as other issues is probably wrong, but I think it's more evidence of trying to protect my own psyche than anything else]
And to finish up, two pictures. One just to taunt Tanika as I thought of her as I took it and the other because I love the spirit of this Trajan kid: