...^^^ that's what my Mother calls him lol. When she came to visit she would pick Jonah up, swing him around and sing a song with the lyrics "Have you heard about the Jones boy?"...so it kinda stuck lol. I have no idea what the name of the song was (Probably 'The Jones Boy'!) but now poor Jonah has had another nickname added to his many monikers.
So far he's called (and please don't ask why..I don't know!)
J-fizzle (<---they are from big brother Reecey)
and I'm sure there are many others!
Anyhoo, once again he's got me all worried and in a tiz. He's now 18 moths old (yes, you can pick yourself up off the floor now, I found it hard to believe too lol) but he's very very far behind in his milestones. I mean, really really far behind. He's actually ticking almost all of the 'Signs you should be worried' boxes :(
Yes I know he will catch up, all in his own good time and honestly I'm not panicking or crying into my weetbix, I'm just sad for him. Life has been a struggle for him since long before he took his first breath and it seems it's not letting up any time soon.
We have more blood tests and paed/gastro appointments coming up in the next month so hopefully we can start some early intervention sooner rather than later.
I knew all that behavioral therapy training would come in handy again!!