I’m really excited for the day I can say James is talking. He’s trying so hard right now. He can say “no, no, no” while shaking his head. Hmm, guess he’s heard that a few times. On Valentine’s Day he learned to say “uh-oh” during dinner. He had lots of fun dropping things off the table and was so excited when he finally imitated us. He’s very proud of “uh-oh” and says it regularly now. He also sings sounds to songs and tries to imitate a few other words.
Even though he isn’t talking, James has been communicating with us for quite some time. He’s great at gestures and his facial expressions are priceless. He leaves little doubt as to how he’s feeling or what he wants (or doesn’t want for that matter).
It reminds me of one of the first times James communicated something to us, even if it was purely coincidence. As you can imagine, many days in the NICU were filled with uncertainty. Tuesday, August 10, 2010 was one of the toughest days we experienced. It was the day they called the Chaplain to his bedside. The doctors struggled to stabilize James through the morning. By evening he was doing slightly better, but certainly not out of the woods. We needed some rest but we didn’t want to leave until we knew he was ok. I remember wanting a sign. Anything that would let us know it was ok to go home. As we sat at his bedside that evening this is what we saw:
It may have been the first time we smiled all day. We discovered a short time later his finger and thumb were actually stuck together with a tiny dot of adhesive from the tape holding his breathing tube in place. But still, we exhaled just a little, then went home and rested because James said it was ok.
His messages haven’t always been that obvious, but he’s been able to tell us so much through his body language. Very thankful he’s founds ways to communicate with us as we wait for those words we know he’ll say one day soon.