vroom vroom

11/2/22

just in the past few weeks it seems, he’s been soaking up new words like crazy. He’ll repeat words you just said even when you’re not teaching him, like when you’re just talking to other ppl. Here are words he currently knows and uses to talk to us:

yes, no, open, close, kick, out, walk, eat, more, egg, hot, mmmm, po-po (pick me up), nene (want to breastfeed), mama, dada, nana, grandpa, cat, dog, octopus, frog, turtle, laptop, moon, airplane, keys, acho (peek a boo), monkey,  bear, unicorn, medicine, sun (for sunglasses), eyeg (for eyeglasses), eh (for elephant), broke, dock (for Hickory Dickory dock), doo doo (for baby shark), poo poo (when he has to pee or poo), fart, burp, hair, comb, phone, eyes, nose, teeth, head, Hunter, ball, hi, bye bye, car, vroom vroom, bike, kiss, swing, gentle, fast, cocon (for coconut water), shirt, pants, jacket, hat, shoes, socks, off, ow, ouch, hold (when he wants to hold something), cheese, snack, drink… that’s all I can think of for now, and he learns more every day…

11/3/22

he doesn’t even want to hold anyone’s hand while walking; he wants to do it himself.

11/6/22

The night before, I turned weird while breast-feeding and hurt my neck, and the next day I couldn’t hold it or move it right and it hurt. So last night R was massaging it for me while the baby was asleep, and it was really nice. But at one point – it was when he had his two palms against the back of my neck and was tilting my head back so gently and slowly and I could not do anything but lean against his hands because it hurt to hold my head up on my own, that my body had a sudden reaction of starting to cry.  The best I can describe why is because I just felt so vulnerable in his hands- if he let go, everything would kind of be lost because I couldn’t hold my head up on my own in that position (too painful)- I was completely leaning on him and depending on him for support and care and warmth and comfort in that moment, and I guess in my relatively independent life, I’m not used to that feeling of utter dependence; but I was utterly dependent on him, in that moment. It was so tender and everything that it just made me knee-jerk cry (which surprised me as it seemed to come from nowhere) for a few seconds until he changed the position.