My little guy is getting so big! He sure does love his homemade mac & cheese. And I love the red walls in the kitchen of my new place, even though it took five (yes, FIVE!) coats of paint to get them that colour. (I know, I’ll have to paint over it when I leave, or forfeit a portion of my deposit. I don’t care. Aaaaaanyway….)
It’s September, what can I say, it feels like time to go back to school, or in my case, go back to blogging. It’s been a busy few months — there will be lots to catch up on.
First up: Dude. He’s growing up so fast, before my very eyes. He seems to be adjusting to his new living arrangements, going back and forth between his dad’s and my place. Nowadays he’s generally eating well, sleeping better and better, and is in pretty good spirits most of the time. (It was rocky at the start, though, lemme tell ya… Good thing kids are resilient.) However… he does seem to be a bit speech delayed. He barely says any recognizable words at all besides “Up.” He actually seems to have lost a bit of ground, linguistically, since I moved out. Derek and I are doing what we can to encourage his linguistic development, and his daycare has begun the referral process for speech therapy (referrals take 6 months… at which point he may be fine, but if he’s not, we’ll be glad of the help, to be sure). He babbles lots of nonsense now, and he can follow simple instructions (if he feels like it… sigh), *seems* to understand much of what I’m saying (I think), but still… I worry. I’ve heard plenty of stories of kids (especially but not only) boys who talked late and who are fine today. Even so, any parents out there reading who have suggestions, ideas, support… I’d be grateful for them!
(Could this post have any more parentheses or ellipses…?)