Isatu Toure Kaba
Prof: Elizabeth Gaudino-Goering
Oct 24, 13
Ismael, My three year old son
This paper will pretty much be talking about my three old son, Ismael. I found it amazing to make him the topic of this paper because I think he is the most unique out of my four kids. He is the third child, he is now three years old, and he is the smallest, very particular, the quietest, very neat, very alert, and also the most careful, and very bright in his own little way. He goes to daycare, he likes playing with balls, and cars. He loves to wear jeans. And he loves fuzzy objects. I always think to myself, he might grow up and be my little soccer player. He does not like to be bothered at all times. Only on his terms, he really hated when we woke him up in the morning, he would just start to cry, and yell. He would cry for the entire time that you would be getting him ready for daycare, he drove me crazy with that, but because I have a routine in my house, I think he learned to over come this, and has gotten really good, when he is woken up in the morning, he does not even cry anymore. Yes of course he may have his movements, but it is not as crazy as it was about a year ago.
When Ismael was born he was only 5 lbs and 6 ounces. The smallest out of my four. When he came out he look like a tiny little cute mice. I just said to myself, “wow this baby is so small, what is wrong with him, I hope he is okay”. He was crying like he should, and of course he was as healthy as can be, he was just so small. He looked like you could pick him up in one hand. But he was so beautiful, he looked like a girl. He just had the features of a girl, everyone who came to see him, will say “wow Isatu, he looks just like a girl, and he is so tiny, we know you really wanted that girl, but I guess some where along the sex process, something happened, and he came with a male object, and looked like a girl. LOL.
Ismael was always quite from when he was an infant. Moved like a turtle. You would sit him in a place, and come back and find him in the same exact place where you left him. He was not a big socializer, like my other older two, even till this day, when he speaks it’s like he is whispering to you. When he is asking for something, you have to make him speak up louder because you can barely here him, although if he feels comfortable enough around you, he might engage a little bit, but not too much. He likes to do his own thing. He loves his fuzzy blanket, and anything that has fuzz to it. He likes to rub that own his face. That’s how he comforts himself. Till this day he still caresses a fuzzy blanket. He does not do it as much, but he has his movements when he comes across it, and he will handle the blanket. This was his type of scheme, as Piaget would have said. He would always have his blanket in his hand till he fell asleep, and if you tried to take it away to wash it than you would be in a lot of trouble. I would have to make sure I assimilate, and accommodated him by making sure I had a replacement blanket that also was fuzzy to give to him in the mean time. Ismael loves to eat he is a very good eater, from the time he was born. He loves bananas, and French fries. But he pretty much will eat anything you give him. The only real big difficulty I had with him growing up was his constipation. This little boy would eat, but had such a hard time going the bathroom. This was really difficult for the both of us. He would cry, and cry, and moan, and strain. I would try to comfort him in any way possible, but it would only happen on his body terms where he would finally do a number two.
His behavior is really good. His cognitive behavior is better than my other two older kids so far. He was taught to put his shoes on the proper way from when he was about a year, and not once has this little boy has forgotten like most kids and put it on the wrong foot, because when my eleven year was growing up, he could never get it right,...
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