Well! *claps hands briskly* Let's see if the Thanksgiving elves left something more cheerful in the blogosphere today, shall we?
Tankbaby talks! Well, babbles, really. This is just your basic language milestone--stringing together consonant sounds in repetition: But the Tank, while performing operatic arias for quite some time now, has yet to offer up much in the way of consonants. MOTH heard a "ga ga" a few weeks ago, but nothing since. Until yesterday, when he busted out these long babbling strings--"ma-ma-ma" and "ma-ba-ba" or "ah-ba-ma" (Obama? Let's hear it for mama's little Democrat!)--out of nowhere. Now, this may seem like no big deal to you, but that's because you're not an early childhood specialist, mentally cataloguing every possible sign of development as either "typical" or "atypical" because you are also a whackjob. Poor baby. He's just trucking along, moving at his own pace, giving me those big gummy grins, and I'm all, "That's great, kid. MAKE WITH THE CONSONANTS, ALREADY." The good news for him is that my professional training tops out around kindergarten, so when he's eight, I'll be off his case. I don't know what a typical eight-year-old is supposed to be able to do. Read? Long division? Change the oil on my car?
I have a Hershey's bar sitting in my candy jar. I won't tell you how many bars there were in the jar at the beginning of the week. I did warn you.
My friend E's three-year-old told me yesterday that she wasn't going to have a baby. Instead, "mine brudder will be mine wife and we will just live together, wif no baby." When I asked her why she didn't want a baby, she informed me that "sometimes they have to cut your tummy open if the baby gets stuck." Point taken. I reminded her that neither her mommy nor me had needed our tummies cut open, which reminded her to offer her periodic check-in: "Does your vagina still hurt from when the baby came out?"
Are you watching "Modern Family"? Are Cameron and Mitchell totally your new imaginary best friends? Just me, then?
Let's say that you are going through baby clothes and putting too-small clothes (or "alphits") away. How many times can you sing "Sunrise, Sunset" and find it amusing? MOTH and I apparently have different algorithms for this number.
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OOh I know what you mean about over-analyzing your baby! I try really hard to keep reminding myself that every baby is different and develops at their own pace. But still. I am always looking at the Milestone chart... JUST TO MAKE SURE. And then I ruminate over any little thing that deviates from that chart.
ReplyDeleteNathan has started "talking" too! He says things like "Ma ma! Nya nya nya rar rar! Ma ma!" And I'll usually talk back to him. He loves our little conversations.
Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! Paul and I are relaxing and spending some time together, so I'm a bit behind on reading your blog. I'll get to your other posts soon!
-Jen
You were putting away too-small baby alphits AND singing Sunrise, Sunset, and you weren't SOBBING like a loon?
ReplyDeleteI always cry when they outgrow clothes...
Jen--I actually think it's great that you're keeping an eye on milestones. Not that we need to freak out if our kids aren't doing every little thing on there at *exactly* the right time, but I think it's worth monitoring. We get a lot of kids in early intervention who are really far behind, and sometimes the parents have no idea, while we're wishing the kid had come in a year ago. It's a fine line, though, between general awareness and overanalysis (read: me).
ReplyDeleteTKW: Totally! And would you believe I also got all sad over the alphits he'd never worn, like "Oh, he's too big for this and HE NEVER EVEN WORE IT AND HE'LL NEVER BE THAT TINY AGAIN AND OMG MAH BAYBEEEE!" That's actually when I started laughing at myself and singing "Sunrise, Sunset."
Ok, not only did you give me some sweet lovin' on my blog o' doom...but you're obsessed with Cam, too? Oh Modern Family how I heart you with wild abandon!!
ReplyDeleteWere we separated at birth? I can't wait to stalk you...in the friendly online blogosphere kind of way...and while you're sleeping.
Congratulations that Tankbaby is talking! Now I got that song stuck in my head. Damn it! I am no longer sentimental about the kids outgrowing their clothes. Now it's "DAMN IT! I have to buy new clothes for you again?! And I have to organize more clothes by size?!"
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