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My Boys…
By bella | July 23, 2005
Aren’t they beautiful?
This picture was taken when AB was about two or three weeks old, so it’s really pretty outdated, as far as baby pictures go. Amazing what 2 months of growing will do for an infant.
And S is growing fast too, although not so much in stature, as in everything else! He is talking better every day, thanks in part I’m sure to the “no more sippy cups” advice we received. And he is willing to work on his speech, without getting frustrated. He watches my mouth so intently when I’m trying to get him to mimic a sound or a word. At this point, he seems able to create ALL sounds, if we encourage him. It’s just a matter of breaking his habits of not finishing words, and using the wrong sounds. (Like “guppy” for puppy – he CAN say puppy – he just got in the habit of saying guppy. Interestingly enough, a “doggy” is a “goggy” in his world. So, it’s guppies and goggies…hehe). Yesterday we watched “Mary Poppins”, but only after 10 minutes of him asking me for a specific movie, and me shaking my head in frustration. I just could NOT understand what he wanted to watch. The sound was something like “ga guppence”. Once I figured it out, we practiced saying “Mary Poppins”, and he can say it a lot better now. He still reverted back to “ga guppence” about half the time, and the “Mary” is pretty hard for him to say, but he has “Poppins” down really well.
Ok, that was a tangent! I’m glad I wrote it though, because eventually the day will come when we can’t remember his cute little speech “issues”. I was worried for awhile that he might have some lasting speech problems, but I’m starting to feel more reassured that it’s just a matter of us working on it with him. He truly has the desire, and we give him lots of accolades when he tries. It’s just amazing to me what “sponges” kids are. I know I just said it, but he watches me SO intently. It can be a little unnerving to think about how many unconcious things he picks up just by being around me, and how many bad habits I have that he is seeing every day, and taking for granted as normal. It’s especially diffucult right now with an infant. And the pregnancy was a difficult time, and the year before that was awful too. Poor kid is spending the majority of his formation years in the midst of change and stress and upheaval. Lots of the stress is “good” nowadays, but it’s still there. I guess I should start putting money aside every month for his eventual therapy bills. On his 18th birthday, I can give him a gift of a “therapy fund”. Especially for you, son, from your crazy, sometimes lazy, “I DID really try hard to do it right” Mama.
Ok, more later…
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