Finn is slowly starting to speak. It is such a wonderful sound and I love listening to him babble himself to sleep. He does not talk a lot during the day and in fact, I mostly hear him do it when I leave the room or when he is about to fall asleep for naps or nighttime. Little bugger. We have our 9-month (!) appointment on Monday so I will am going to check in with her about my concerns.He is working so hard at crawling and he sprouted his first tooth! I imagine both of these huge developments could hinder his babbling.
Just a quick update on my dad. We surprised him this past weekend with a visit. Finn and I flew out and spent two days with him, two of the most wonderful and excruciating days. Seeing his deterioration and extremely flat affect is really difficult for me and I worry constantly. He is alone a lot of the day, which will hopefully change soon. He is not eating, does not drink very much and can no longer get up on his own without help. He was alone yesterday and tried to let his dogs outside. He fell hard and stayed on the floor until his partner came home, hours later. Picturing him alone on the floor and unable to do anything about it - that haunts my core. We are working on trying to get him closer to my three sisters across the country. The first step in that process is actually giving my dad time to even digest this is his new normal.
It is a very strange position to be in. Mostly I am busy watching the beginning of Finn's life, his new discoveries, huge eyes and amazingly soft skin. I also spend my days witnessing my fathers life quickly deteriorate and unexpectedly causing us to scurry around gathering his living will and ordering a hospital bed, walker, cane and elevated toilets for his home. It is scary and I am holding onto every thread of hope that I do not have to say goodbye to my dad soon. I am not ready and neither is he.
2 comments:
oh man, i cringe at the thought of witnessing a parent's demise. I'm experiencing something similar with my grandpa. He and my grandma are like 2nd parents to me. It's heartbreaking. There's nothing quite like experiencing that, and my heart goes out to you.
Yay for Finn and cute babbling times! Kaua tends to be a "talker" when he first wakes up in the morning and is just lying in bed while it's still dark outside.
Meg, I am not sure if you are blogging any longer, but wanted to send my sincerest sympathies on the loss of Tobey. I'll picture Gus and Tobey running around, swimming and rolling in snow. It makes me feel better.
Finn is a little young, but my mom sent me this awesome kids' book called "Dog Heaven," which is balm to my heart. I can't bring myself to read it to Missy yet but reading it to myself made me feel better, too.
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