Over
the last month our son has been stringing together words faster than we can
really keep track. In between those clear and unclear words is usually a string
of babble that is definitely supposed to mean something but that we are unable
to understand. It is at this point when our son can get frustrated when we don’t
hand him the right thing or react the way that he expects. This is usually when
he becomes more insistent with both his babble and his gestures as if to ask “Why
don’t you understand what I’m saying?”
However,
there are the moments when we are able to put together the “words” and gestures
offering our son the responses that he expects. Not only is it a nearly
indescribable feeling knowing that we are able to communicate but we can tell
by his reaction that he is both relieved and excited that we are understanding
what he is saying. It is really cute how proud and happy that he gets when we
have our brief conversations.
It
is amazing to think about how much has changed in this regard as it was only a
few weeks ago when his limited vocabulary prevented us from putting the pieces
together. Now, with a constantly expanding collection of words, it is becoming
easier and easier to understand what he is trying to say. It is actually quite
interesting as we have to be careful with what we say because you never know
what word will take hold in his ears and play back when we least expect it.
This has almost gotten us into trouble a few times.
While
he is slowly picking up words and figuring out how to pronounce them, the
amazing part of this whole thing is that he comprehends much more than he can
currently convey. This has been the case for months as he always seems to
understand what we are saying and what is being said around him in general. Now
he is picking things up and repeating them with more and more confidence and
clarity… this week is a world away from last week and last week was a
completely different dimension from the week prior.
I am
curious to hear how things progress but one thing is for sure, he enjoys
talking, he enjoys babbling, but, most importantly, he likes being heard and
understood. Slowly but surely we are communicating more concisely and we are
both doing so with huge smiles on our faces. A smile that seems to say “thank
you for understanding me daddy. I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a long
time.” Me too my baby boy, me too.
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