In the last few weeks, Trevor has begun putting two and three words together. He consistently tries to say new words, and really seems pleased to be able to communicate. It is so very cute to witness.
It all started with his first official two word utterance, “Big toot.” Let this be just a small window into the life of a mom with three boys. (Of note, I always count Dave as one of my three sons.) T wakes up in the morning and from nap time jabbering away in his bed. He describes things in his room or just plays, “Trevor ‘wake!” on repeat until we come to rescue him. At night before bed, he lets us know his plans for the morning. “Cars a morning,” “Books a morning,” “Train a morning.” Ca-ute!!!!
Two weeks ago we began individual speech therapy. This explosion of words may have just been coincidental, but progress is progress. Dave and I knew we he would get there, and that one day it would just click. The waiting though…not fun at all.
Our new challenge with him is getting him to eat enough. He has always been our tactile sensitive boy, which means meal time is a chore. Anything crunchy, is his favorite, but how many non-fried things are crunchy? We give him waffles in the morning that are a bit on the over-done side, toasted pb and honey at lunch time, and uh….crackers, rice cakes and chips (found some that are just OK) for snack. If you are wondering what else this kid eats….right.
We are able to squeeze in some rice and beans every now and again, the occasional banana and avocado, and he still LOVES his green juice. Honestly, not sure we would get any veggies into his belly without that juice. Also started giving him some mango flavored omgea smoothie supplements. He actually asks for more when the spoonful is gone. Thank the Lord for some semblance of nutrients.
I am learning that some seasons are longer than others, and patience and prayer need to be my focus. Next week, he may be eating us out of house and home, so I will ride this wave in stride.