Yesterday, Jackson threw us for a loop. He initiated conversations all day! In the morning, he motioned toward the sliding glass door, and proclaimed loudly "Mommy, it's raining outside!!" Later that afternoon, wandering around the living room aimlessly, with a great sense of longing, he tearfully asked "where is my truck?" Throughout the day, other full sentences were uttered to our absolute amazement. The tiny infant we took home from the hospital is now a little boy who speaks concise thoughts. He remembers things. He wants things. He cares about things. How is that even possible?
I remember tears rolling down my cheeks when we walked out of the hospital doors, into the scary and unpredictable world, because of the enormous responsibility before us. There was no handbook for parenting (well, there are a million, but no REAL, certified copy, from a true expert for all situations). What I would learn over the course of 1 year and 279 days is that WE are the experts (with questionable expertise at times). I would have never thought that I would know what to do those first moments that I peered into his eyes.
How could I relate to a human being that didn't utter a word? But then, I learned how to decipher his cries.
How could I relate to a human being that didn't know me? But then, we bonded during those bleary eyed nights, mornings, and weeks to come.
Somehow it all passes so quickly. From grasping at straws to decode his cries, to knowing, with 100% certainty, what he is saying. Again, the miracle that is development! At 32, if I could learn as quickly as he has in less than 2 years, I'd be Einstein.
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