I remember after Neylan was born and had been at Dartmouth Hitchcock Medical Center for a couple weeks that the doctors finally decided that they were going to do a hearing test. It’s a normal test that is done after a baby is born and because my child didn’t have it done right after birth or within the normal time frame, they finally decided it was time so that we’d have no question about any other issues.
The young nurse brought in this massive machine on wheels that cost thousands of dollars. She said “hi” to me, stated her name, and then explained what she planned to do with the machine. After telling me this, she proceeded to take off the plastic covering from some sticky sensors and placed them on my son’s head. She then took some ear pieces and put them over his ears. One was red; the other was blue. She pointed to the screen explaining that the sensors would read his brain activity, showing whether or not he could hear the noises.
There was just one problem with doing this test, Neylan was awake. Apparently they like to do the test while the children are asleep, because otherwise they cannot get a good reading. I watched Ney as she tried to press buttons and watch for the feedback he was excited and moving all over the place. She tried again and again, finally having to cancel the test, because there was “too much background noise”. With my child awake, his brain was very much too active.
With that test cancelled, our son’s pediatrician was pushing for his ears to be tested properly. She said that with him “already having one defect, we just want to make sure that his hearing isn’t going to be an issue.” I wasn’t concerned at all, but told them that they could call me about scheduling a hearing test for him. OY… Go figure that they scheduled it without my prior knowledge and I had to cancel the first one and reschedule for a time that would actually work for us.
On the day and time that had been agreed on we went into the office and were told again that my child would need to be asleep. I nursed Ney to sleep and we got through the first part of the test. Yes, the first part. He woke up before the second part so the lady requested that I reschedule again, I pretty much said NO WAY.
“He passed the test with flying colors”, she said “but we still have some more tests to do.”
Go on, call me a bad mom, but with all the time that my child spent in the hospital, all the visits to the ER for possible UTIs, all the back and forth on the phone with doctors and nurses, I was done. And I am very sure that I am not the only mother that got tired of all the “unneeded” tests. I avoided it when his pedi mentioned it again; I was in no way concerned. He was looking when we called, responding with “words”, and everything that a child with normal hearing would do.
Now I am even less concerned. Everything makes a noise. EVERYTHING.
“Noisy nelmo magween car make a noise. *Broom* *Broom*”
“Noisy phone make a noise.”
“Noisy truck make a noise. *Beep* *Beep*”
“Noisy water make a noise!” How? Yep, said that while splashing in the shower.
“Noisy onion make a noise.” Really? How the heck can onions make noise?! Oh… yeah… when you cut them.
We hear this over and over again and I’ll be honest, most things I can tune out, but my child’s words I cannot. When you hear “noisy ____ make a noise” over 100 times a day (not even kidding with that number!), you start to get a little tired of it.
One day while he was dancing around the kitchen, our “landlord”‘s air compressor came on. “Noisy make a noise!” Neylan said while pointing to where the noise was coming from behind the living room walls. This time, instead of getting ever so slightly annoyed, I asked him what noise it made. To my surprise he repeated a “brrrrrrrrr” noise. It got me thinking “if my child is going to pay so much attention to detail, why not bring it out even more?”
I’ve found that by asking Ney what it sounds like and helping him put it into “words”, he’s actually using those “sound effects” to describe things day to day.
“Noisy coffee make a noise!”, he says pointing to mommy’s coffee grinder.
“What noise does it make, Sweet Boy?”
“Vrrrrr!” He replies excitedly with a big smile on his face and then starts dancing around the kitchen.
So many things make a noise, might as well take an “annoyance” and turn it into something that will be a mental strength for my child, huh?
Megan A.K.A. “Mom”