From the day my son was born I found myself, wondering what his first words will be. Beforehand, I understood that he wouldn’t come out of the womb talking in complete sentences. But I honestly had no idea what to expect from him from a speaking perspective. In the early days, he was pretty much silent, except for when he needed something. Of course he would let us know if he was hungry, tired, or needed a diaper change, but it was only crying. Slowly he began to be awake more hours of the day than he was sleeping, which was really exciting. Eventually he started to make the cooing sound that the doctors ask you about. The first time I heard this I stopped breathing for a second. It was the most insignificant noise, but the most meaningful at the same time. From that day on, I thought he was on the verge of talking. Every day I would ask, “can you say Mommy? Daddy? Baseball?” He would just smile, and coo and make other new squeaks and mmmm sounds. I swear he says Mom and Momma all the time, but he isn’t saying it because he knows what it means. My mom thinks he’s saying Oma, obviously. As much as I think it would be neat if his first word was baseball, I can’t wait to hear what he has to say.
(Mac and Daddy at the Twins game)
Recently he’s been starting to add B, D and P sounds to his ahhh noises, so we are getting lots of baba, dada, and papa to go along with momma. Secretly I think he knows what Dada means because he’s been saying it all morning!