I made Taylor's 18 month appointment for next month and I realized how few words he actually says. I've been reading up and if we don't give him a reason to say the word, then he won't. From today forward when he grunts (I usually know what that grunt means and give him what he wants) I am going to say the word a few times and try to make him say it if he wants it. I know that it won't work at first but, from what I read, it should work eventually. I am sure that it doesn't help that he is at home with MIL and myself all day. He has no peers to encourage him to speak. I have to try to push the thought that I'm failing as a mother aside, because I know that I can fix it and that crying about it won't help.
I'd like to report that the days, with two children under the age of two, are getting easier but should I say that, I'd be lying. The days, so far, are getting even tougher. Gabby has an almost colicky cry at the end of the night. Sure, putting her stomach down over your knee works for a while.. but then the crying starts back up eventually. Then you can try to walk around with her and she'll fall asleep, but the second you put her down, she starts screaming. You can feed her, and sometimes it'll stay down but most times she'll spit it back up or get gassy, which makes her start crying some more. It's just a fit that has to be pushed through because for the most part there is nothing we can do. I am just so glad that Taylor is such a sound sleeper that he doesn't wake up crying while she is having this fit.
Gabby makes one-month old tomorrow. The nights are long, but the days are longer. I just pray that God gives me the strength to push through the next couple of months, when she should get better about sleeping for longer intervals @ night and is less fussy during the day. I am surprised @ how well Taylor is doing. He has his little bouts of jealousy but for the most part he is doing way better than I could've ever hoped for.