Yeah, that was said to me today, for the first time. On the phone. My daughter is now speaking. Not in sentences (yet, though that's clearly coming) but the wheels are turning and she's talking. She's talking. :)
Preemies sometimes have speech or motor delay, and yeah, her dad and I were a little concerned. Not about her motor skills (good gods, the kid doesn't spin, she pirouettes...so, no, nothing wrong with her motor skills.) But her speech seemed very mildly delayed...and yeah, we were worried, the more so because we know how lucky we are that the wee one escaped her stint as a preemie with only a few IV scars. Lots of other kids aren't so lucky...and besides, telling the parents of a preemie not to worry is like telling them not to breathe. It just doesn't happen.
So yeah, today she's speaking. She knows I'm her mommy and she hugs me. Life is good. :)
About Me
- Krista
- Wife, mom of a preemie, follower of the old ways, lover of anything Irish or Celtic, history buff, trivia nut, Star Trek and Ren Faire geek and costuming fiend. Offer me coffee or chocolate and world peace is assured. Or at least I'll try really hard. :) I also believe in deleting spam. So, to the person or persons who keep leaving me comments in Chinese (along with links to what I can clearly tell are Chinese porn sites) stop it. It's bad karma, to say nothing of being really, really rude.
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