Weblogs are funny. When you first get one, you want to post all the time. And you've got so much to say. But then real life kicks in and though you still have lots to say, you've got little time to express it.
I know that sounds like an excuse. I've been way busy lately ... lots of work. But it's started to slow down. You'd think that would have me running for the weblog.
It's like that old friend that you don't want to call cause you don't know where to start. So you don't call. You don't start. You don't even click on your regular weblogs, because they will probably just give you more ideas to write and frustrate you more because you're not writing.
Still, here I am, writing. Gotta give me some peanuts for that.
Speaking of peanuts ...
Miss Mia is eking her way toward her first words. A few months ago I wrote that I thought she had said her first word, bottie, pointing at her bottle. False alarm. In fact, she hasn't said a word. She is all babble city, but nothing comprehensible. Sure, she says mama all day long, but not to me. At her 15-month check-up, I casually mentioned this to the doctor and the doctor promptly scheduled Mia for a hearing test, a routine procedure that is done to rule out any loss so that it doesn't interfere with language development. Well, suffice to say that my folks freaked. I wasn't that worried. She boogies to music and jumps up at the slightest noise. But we dutifully took the test and the little gremlin passed with flying colors.
See, I know what's up. Mia does not want to do anything until she is good and ready. She was that way with every developmental stage. She is supposed to be able to say animal sounds, but for some crazy reason, I only taught her what an elephant says. Does this make me a bad mommy? At least, when I say what does an elephant say, she waves her head like she's waving a trunk and says, "errrrr". Doggie? Not so much.
And she just started saying "bye", 'cept it's another variation on her ever-lovin' "da". She puts her little hat on, waves and says "da" and goes to the door. When she says it she is so proud. She knows she is communicating. There are other words that are coming. She is about to say doll and dog and she sometimes almost roars and barks and meows. Pretty useful stuff, huh?
But most of all, she is always incredibly sweet. Honestly, that kid could do anything anytime, and I wouldn't care. I am definitely the luckiest mommy in the world to have such an amazing kid. The talking is one thing, but that smile. Now that's the best trick of all. And a great reason to start writing again.
