Skip to main content

Just Don't Go There

I don't know about you, but I have a hard time sometimes not letting my mind 'go there'. You know that place where you just allow yourself to get worked up over usually uncontrollable circumstances.

I'm still concerned that Lil Man isn't talking. Yes, he just turned 2 in March. Yes, we are seeing progress. But there are days that it's more grunt and groan than words. By the end of the day, both of us are extremely frustrated. I discussed my concerns (yet again) with his speech teacher yesterday. She assures me that she really thinks he will get there.

Part of the problem is that I know a lot of times what he wants. And he gets irritated with me that I'm not getting what he wants because he knows that I know what he wants. So it's just easier to grunt right? So... very... frustrating because when I don't immediately give it to him, he gets frustrated and mad.. anyway.. I'm trying to not give in at the first grunt, but trying to get him to say a word. Hey, it doesn't have to sound like 'the word'. But any type of jabber will result in action over a grunt.

And then there are times where he is really trying to tell me what he wants, and I just don't understand. Those moments hurt. I see and feel his frustration, and at the same time I feel helpless because I can't figure out what he wants.

But I have to stop and remind myself that we are seeing progress. He now says about 50 or so words. And some of those words are quite clear and understandable even to strangers. I'm trying not to worry.

For Mother's Day we traced his hands and feet. As soon as we'd finished, I turned around and found him trying to trace his own foot. It was so cute.

He couldn't quite get it, so he turned his foot over and drew on the bottom. 

I had no idea that Motherhood would be so much fun (or so much work). It really does go hand-in-hand doesn't it? I wouldn't trade it for anything. 


  1. Aww! look at him drawing his feet! PRICELESS!! I'm sorry to hear about his speech delay but honestly to me if he can say some words here and there he is fine in my book. I say that to say this, I have a friend that her son would do the same thing yours is doing but revert back to gibberish and he didn't come out of it until he went to Kindergarten! I know that sounds far away and maybe your baby will kick into gear before then. I was told that babies/infant/child come into their own in their own time. Maybe he's not ready to fully vocalize his voice. Maybe its a blessing in disguise cause he could become quite the talker to the fact that your like hey! your talking a mile a minute! I can't keep up! :)


Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

What Summer Taught Me

This Summer has been a big learning experience - for both Lil Man and myself. Who knew that an amusement park could be such a learning experience for both of us. I watched as my little boy, all on his own, climbed stairs among strangers, learned how to wait his turn, slide down a water slide, and do it over and over again. I watched as other kids shoved him out of their way, cut in front of him as he stood patiently 'waiting for his turn'. Groves of bigger kids kept cutting in front of him, and I held back and gave him time to respond. This for me was a learning experience. See, people have to have room or space to grow. So I learned how to let go, let out the leash a little, and give Lil Man some space. The first time the kids pushed him aside, he really didn't know what to do. After a few minutes of this, I did intervene. I told him to get in line. Take his turn, and when it was his turn he was to go. And the next time as other kids pushed past him, it only took a few

Adfilic Bluetooth Stereo Portable Wireless Speaker Review and Giveaway

I love music and streaming music through various apps on my iPhone. But with the case that I have on my phone, it sort of blocks the speakers a little. I can hear, but it can be a little muffled. So when I heard about the  Adfilic Bluetooth Stereo Portable Wireless Speaker  I jumped at the chance to try it. I was a little nervous since there really wasn't a lot of instructions on setup. I mean it had the usual pictures of this button does this etc, but there really wasn't a lot of documentation with it. So I was a little apprehensive at first.  But it didn't take me too long to realize that I didn't need a lot of instruction. It was pretty much straight forward. Charge it. After it was charged, turn it on. I went into my connections on my iPhone. It immediately found it, paired, and I was good to go.  I did get a little confused on which button was volume up (and down). But after a little trial and error with that, I've had absolutely zero iss


You'd think as many times as I've been rejected in my life that rejection wouldn't hurt anymore. Really, I can't count the number of times that I've been rejected, or slighted, or been on the receiving end of cruel words. I'm almost 40 for pete's sake. Rejection shouldn't bring tears anymore, but it still does. It just seems like I've been faced with it a lot lately. It started with the Running and has seemed to carry over into other parts of my life. I have spent most of my life on the sidelines watching other people. That's what happened with the marathon.   Once again, I'm on the side as others do things that I want to do. I trained. I had to have an unexpected surgery. I got injured. I couldn't run. It happens. It isn't the end of  the world. But what many don't realize is that there are numerous times in my life that I am on the sidelines, watching, wishing I was the one 'out there' - not the one watching. . But