Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I love her, but...
Our 9 year old Jenna was born with some challenges...nothing major like some babies have to go through. She flat lined during delivery...was diagnosed with a heart murmur...then when she was just a few days old, I noticed this weird twitching...it was rhythmic (i.e. one arm, then the next, then a leg, and the next leg). Everyone thought I was crazy when I insisted it wasn't "normal twitching". I eventually video taped it and took the video to my doctor. It turns out she had benign neonatal sleep myoclonus.
After that her sutures in her skull closed a little early...she still has a ridge on the top of her head...I spent months staring at her head worrying that she may need sugery on her skull.
The other odd thing was that my baby didn't talk. She didn't babble, she didn't repeat things, didn't say mama or dada. When she was 2, she still didn't speak, except for a couple of words here and there, but not if asked to say them, only it was spontaneous. She was eventually diagnosed with speech apraxia. I remember wondering if she would ever be able to have a conversation with me.
Well, fast forward to today...a little over 9 years later. I have days, like today, where I wonder if she will ever shut up! She still has funny speech issues...she has a very squeaky voice and a lot of nasality. Today in the store, she didn't STOP talking from the minute we entered. I think I heard Mommy at least 50 times in the 15 minutes we were in the store. Her squeaky little voice was driving me insane. Did I mention I'm also PMSing?
Anyway, I found myself saying "Jenna, will you just stop talking for a minute"!!!!
What is that old saying? Be careful what you wish for? I'm kidding of course, I'm glad my child can speak...but some days, I miss the quiet!