Soren has this little habit of doing something once and then waiting a long, long time before doing it again.
He rolled over a few times in a row before he was two months old, but then not again for a couple of months. When he first rolled over so early, I felt the general mix of pride and terror at having an early-mover. Also a great deal of relief that he wasn’t showing early signs of developmental delay (the sort of relief that can only come after years of working with children with significant genetic-based challenges). After a while, though, it subsided into more of a sense of terror. When it was closer to the typical age for rolling over consistently, Soren totally picked it up again, though.
At his 6 month appointment, they asked if he babbled. Thinking that he was a very verbal baby, and having been told that his verbalizations were actually very complex for his age when he was wee, I answered yes. By the time I was home, though, I realized that he actually didn’t babble. He cooed in complex and interesting ways, but there was no consonant-led repetition of sounds. After several days of near-constant terror, I asked around. Consensus was that the moms with boys generally didn’t babble at 6 months, especially if the little guy was a fan of the paci. A few weeks of limiting paci consumption and deliberately babbling at Soren, and he was mamamamadladladladla-ing with the best of them.
Over a month ago, Soren waved bye-bye to my mom. Full, deliberate wave. He will not repeat it.
A few days ago, he was making a funny pursed-lips face and I made it back and asked if he could give me a kiss. And he did! It was incredibly deliberate (as well as the most adorable thing EVAR), but he wouldn’t repeat it.
Until today! He only waited three days this time! Giving high fives was a trick that he refused to show anyone other than me for a time. Then he did it to my dad and now he’ll just high five any old hand that’s offered.
He seems to have learned that he needs to rehearse his new tricks. A couple of weeks ago, he learned to sit back up from laying down or crawling position, and he now spends most of his time sitting up, getting up on his hands and toes, and going back to sitting. And over and over and over. He’s pretty fast, and has fashioned some kind of forwardish motion from this exercise, which makes him happy. Not being able to crawl forward competently is the great grief of his life these days, well perhaps just behind the 5 teeth plowing their vicious ways through his poor, tender gums right now. And I should clarify that he’s begun to crawl forward in small, hesitant hops just since yesterday. Only time will tell whether he’ll maintain this skill.
The other thing he’s been practicing diligently is clapping. He started clapping about a week or so ago, but seemed to forget how to get both hands working together. He kept ending up with his own hands linked inter-digitally. Today seems to be the blossoming day for clapping. He sees a baby: clappa-clappa! He sees a fan with a pretty red light: CLAP! He sees a ballon and men wearing funny helmets riding funny bikes: CLAPPYCLAP! It’s really adorable.
So, I have hope that one day Soren will be able to repeat his skills and keep me from looking like I’m making things up about him. Also, he can do so many things! His utter fascination with what most of us consider mundane is precious. Oh to be new to the world again!