I've been so wrapped up in my own issues these past few days that I'd forgotten to take a moment and think about OTHER "people", like - Oh, I don't know, MY OWN SON and MY DOG. This week that passed was Diego's 15 month check in and yesterday was Qori's birthday!
Diego's height and head circumference measured above the 90th percentile according to the doctor's stats. I mean, I know he's going to be a candidate for the NBA, but now I've confirmed my other suspicion - "Boy got a big ol' head!!!!" No wonder I ripped... was that just TMI? Oh well, it's the truth, and you get nothin' but the truth here on Golden Dreemz.
The doctor started asking me about Diego's speech skillz.
"Does he say any words yet?" No.
"Does he understand when you tell him to do something?" Sort of
"If you were to ask him to go get his shoes, would he?" No.
So she recommended that I buy the book, Good Night Moon, which I did in both English and Spanish (Buenas Noches Luna). And we are scheduled to return in 6 weeks to see if there is any progress. I feel like a mom whose been told on. "She's not doing her job! She's supposed to be reading to her son! It's her fault that he's not talking yet." Truthfully, I've tried. He only cares about flipping the pages and touching different parts of the book. It's only been a few days, but I've incorporated it into our routine and persevere even if he could care less to pay attention. I just know that at some point before six weeks, when I say "Where's the mouse?" he will coherently and happily point to the little mouse on the page.
Yesterday was my little Qori's 6th birthday. I gave him extra affection and table scraps that day, and we went for a nice hike over the weekend with the entire family. I feel like I've been neglecting Qori especially since Diego has come into the picture. A few days ago I had a nightmare that there was some type of bomb alert and I was on the top floor of a hotel with Qori and Diego. In scrambling to get out of the hotel, I realized part way that I had left Qori behind. The good news is that I went back to find him. So that is what I'm doing now. I'm going back to find my big lump of fur, because he's there in my heart; I just haven't been good at showing it lately.