Don’t worry. This isn’t a New Years pledge post or anything. This is about a different kind of weight. More of a symbolic kind of weight.
See, lately I’ve been feeling a little overwhelmed with the responsibility of A’s development. Sure he is well taken care of (although at the moment he is chewing on a napkin). Loved beyond belief. Although I don’t know what he’s thinking, I believe he feels safe and secure in his little world. But just when I think I have a handle on things, boom! something else pops up that I worry about.
Lately, I have been worrying about A’s development. Am I doing enough? Do I say enough words to him? Do I sufficiently narrate everyday life? Do I read to him enough? Should he be saying words already? He never sits still. Could he have ADHD or something?
I see the moms at play group that narrate everything to their little ones. Do sign language. Should that be me? I have been more of a sit back and let him explore kind of mom so far. We’ve done signs but I’ve been half hearted about it.
I’m sure this is all typical new parent stuff. I think one of the reasons I freak out about his development is that all his little friends are 3 to 4 months older than him. So of course they are already identifying dogs, cats, and saying words.
Everybody tells me how advanced A is. Why can’t I see it?
Anybody else worry about this stuff?