Thomas was an early talker. His first word was “bubble” at about 10 or 11 months and he hasn’t stopped talking since. In fact lately he has kicked it up a few notches with most of his statements arriving in the form of a question. For example… “Is that Miguel?” (one of the builders who he has taken a shining to) “Are those my shoes?”, “Are you eating something?”, “Is that a chair?” and on and on it goes.

It’s very cute and I LOVE that Thomas has a good vocabulary – but lately I have been very tired thanks to interrupted sleep and my patience level is not as high as it was a couple of weeks ago. Last night I found myself just willing him to “Shut Up!” It didn’t help that Kei was late home from work and I was the only person there to listen to, and answer, the thousands of questions that came from his mouth in the hour we were alone together. I feel like such a bad mother. Some parents would be thrilled to have a child who can properly express himself through language and I know we are very lucky. I just have so much going on right now that I dream of just a little bit of silence. The opportunity to shut everything out for a while and not have to say for the 50th time “No, you can not watch the wiggles!” (only a time out threat stopped that conversation).

So – not feeling like the best mummy in the world today, although I am pleased with myself for keeping it contained so Thomas didn’t understand the full extent of my frustration.

Coincidentally, I scrapped this page a week or two ago for the You Rock Lift on Lauren’s CT blog. Appropriate, don’t you think?

One more thing before I go… I receeived my digital copy of Digital Scrapbooks Mag today and there he is on page 81! Thomas is in print and I am officially published. Whoo hoo! Can’t wait to get the hard copy.