My parents recently stopped by for a few hours to visit. This is something they rarely did before Little MPB, but now they seem to be making an effort. Honestly, their effort hasn’t gone unnoticed and we are thrilled that they visit.
On this particularly weekend visit they offered to take Little MPB out for a few hours to give us time for a date. They suggested we go to the nearby pub and relax. We said sure!
But, the pub was not in the cards. And not because I cannot eat pub food or drink alcohol. Instead, while Little MPB played with his grandparents at the nearby playground, Mr. MPB and I used the time to get stuff done in the house. We:
- hung up pictures and a clock in the bathroom that we finished renovating 1.5 years ago;
- hung up pictures in Little MPB’s room that have been sitting on the floor for months now;
- finished unpacking from Iceland (I’m embarrassed to admit this one); and
- folded ALL the clean laundry (my least favourite household task).
We did look inside the garage to start cleaning it up, but quickly realized that project was way to big for the time we had available. So, we closed the door on that mess and left it for another day. With our remaining time we chose to sit in the backyard enjoying the sunshine with a beer in Mr. MPB’s hand, and Gatorade in mine. It was wonderful.
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Given that we live so far away from all our family and our friends all have their own children to chase around, it’s not often we get a few hours to ourselves without a paid babysitters. And, neither of us are willing to pay a babysitter so that we can clean and organize our house. So, it was a nice treat to have someone we trust offer to play with Little MPB for a few hours so that we could get caught up on the household stuff.
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Remember a few months ago when I shared how worried I have been about Little MPB’s lack of clear words?
Well, it turns out I’ve had good reason to be concerned as he has officially missed his first ever developmental milestone. He is 2 words short of the minimum word count for his age. And, with this miss, our GP didn’t hesitate on referring Little MPB to a pediatrician and who works with a speech therapist.
We’ve been told not to worry as he does babble constantly, he’s met and even exceeded every other developmental milestone, he’s a healthy kid, and he’s only 2 words short of the cut off. We’ve also been told that first born children and boys often are a bit slower to use words. And we’ve been told some kids just take a few months longer and then have a word explosion. We’ve been told some kids have poor hearing that is easily fixed with tubes (?) and then have words come right away. Our daycare has even told us that kids really seem to start talking more when they move out of the nursery and into the big kid room.
Honestly, I’m already less worried. Just having the referral and knowing my concerns are justified brings me some sort of calmness. Mostly, I am just so happy that qualified professionals will work with us to help him. I am a strong believer in early intervention, and am thrilled that when it comes to Little MPB, the medical system is put his needs at the top of the priority list. (As an aside, my GI referral was put in on the same day as Little MPB’s referral and I’ve been told it will be at least a month before the GI even confirm receipt of the referral. Little MPB had his appointment scheduled with the pediatrician within 24 hours of the referral).
Mr. MPB on the other hand. He’s freaking out. He’s consumed with worry, so much so that I had to tell him not to shoot the messenger (i.e. me). He said he had no idea that this could be a big deal and didn’t realize it’s something we might encounter. To which I replied that I’ve been obsessively and rather vocally worrying about this for months, so how did he not pick up on my concern? Regardless, he’s basically where I was a few months ago. And, I’m trying to talk him down from all his worrying, just like he’s been doing with me for months.
So, at the moment, we will just continuing using the advice we have received from an amazing blogger friend who happens to be a professional speech therapist who works with toddlers in her real-life. And then, we’ll see what the pediatrician and speech therapist have to say about it all. Hopefully it’s an easy “fix”, but if it’s not, honestly, it’ll be okay. Our little boy is amazing, and we love him no matter what.
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