Bud is amazingly flexible. "Gumby," we call him. He was always floppy and now he can do full splits or a full back bend with little effort. Plus a one-handed cartwheel and the beginnings of a headstand.
I know where he gets it, though I never could do those things. Neither of us crawled on our own well and we were both late walkers, signs of low muscle tone and hyperflexibility, both resulting in weak cores. So my problems started before I could crawl, because I didn't really crawl--Gommie tells stories of taking me out of my walker (it was the 1970s, after all) and trying to force me to crawl, about which I was apparently most displeased. I don't think it ever really took. Fast forward a few decades, with early interventions, and we had specialists teaching Bud to learn to crawl and walk. He will always be floppy; the key is to try to get and keep him strong, something I never managed, giving up on my body for books.
My new PT is as enlightening as my previous one. I'm learning more about the effects of a weak core--basically, it affects everything. My challenge is strengthening a core that has been damaged, not just weakened, with surgeries, scar tissue, and tears. Hopefully, what I learn about my body will help my son with his.
He also got my family's nervous stomach. Poor boy.
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