Yesterday, Olivia learned -- no, embraced -- the word NO.
It came out of nowhere and now it litters every interaction. No means no. No means yes. No means I have no idea how to say what I really mean so no.
She wants to talk. She desperately wants to talk, babbling phrases and inflections all day long. Even her teachers noticed a change this week. She's trying so hard. So I guess this is frustration gap filler until those neurons line up and we can understand what comes out of her mouth. Oy.
In other news, my headache marathon continues. I wake with it, drag through the day with it, and lay down at night with it. The OB didn't mind filling the Fiorocet prescription to help kick it, but I haven't had a moment to go pick up the script. Until then, I squint in pain at the monitor and wonder how much longer until I can take another Tylenol. I forgot how lousy this was last time!
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