Dave's cousin is a Speech Pathologist- aka my favorite type of person lately. While we were in Watertown over the Thanksgiving holiday, she volunteered to do an evaluation on Harrison. Once again, she volunteered. I know I am psycho about his speech delay, but I just wanted to make it clear for the record that the evaluation was not something I proposed. The results were a little disheartening, but not a total scare... yet. He is a little behind where he should be at this point. So not great, but not bad either.
just like our double chins: not great, but not bad either |
However, if in two months, he hasn't shown any progress, then we are in a little more trouble, and might have to pursue the issue with his pediatrician/specialists. Obviously two months is a LOT of time, especially for someone who's brain is growing at a rapid pace, but the anxious mom over here is also like, but its only two months. Actually now more like 7 weeks. I hope my Speech Pathologist friends (you know who you are) are ready for me to talk their ears off!!
As you all know, I have an extremely lame social life and only have plans once every two months, on average. So when one of those rare occasions pops up, I'm basically looking forward to it obsessively for weeks. One of those events is coming up! My friend Anna is hosting a Christmas Dinner at her house, and it's the Second-Annual, which obviously makes it even more exciting. I can't decide what I'm more thrilled about: the fact that last year I was breastfeeding, and had to limit my wine intake, and this year I sure as hell don't have to, or that her house is literally 30 seconds around the corner from my parents, so there has never been an easier babysitting solution. Both, I think. I actually just love the Christmas season for the fact that it's the perfect excuse to throw parties, which leads me to feel really popular.
Christmas is also great for outfits like this |
If anyone was wondering how my hiatus from Facebook was going- I'm loving it, actually. I had to log back in today temporarily to message someone whose contact information I would not know otherwise, but promptly re-deactivated once I fulfilled my conversation. It's basically the best of both worlds, because this way, I don't have to see everyone else's SHIT (yes that had to be capitalized for emphasis), and Dave informs me of all of the big, exciting, relevant news (like his friends getting engaged over the weekend! Congrats you two, who I don't think are readers anyway).
We got our tree over the weekend. After getting it home, we realized the fullness of the branches is extremely one-sided, but with some reorganization of our furniture, we have successfully made the tree look symmetrical. The good news is that Harrison HATES the prickly-ness, so we were able to decorate it, and put all of our presents under it, with no tampering from the toddler. That in itself is the biggest victory of them all. I'm also, for once, really ahead on things, like shopping, wrapping, decorating, etc etc... Here is some proof:
The main takeaway you should have from this picture is that I made those curtains |
I have never been prouder of anything in my life |
Are you ready for Christmas yet?