To start, Liam is the polar opposite of Sarah. Where she is crazy, he is chill. Where she is intense, he is giggly. Where she loves to talk (and ask why? why? why? why?) he prefers to sit and observe the situation. Where she is, well, me, he is, well, T.J. And to that extent is not really a bit talker.
So he babbles, like any baby babbles, but I wasn't sure he was using words "with purpose" and he turns 12 months this weekend. But then I started to notice every time I got him out of his car seat he would babble "mama". Or when I went to get him out of the crib in the morning he would say "mama". And when we come home in the afternoon, if T.J. was here, he would wave his arms frantically and say "dada". It doesn't seem to be consistent, but it does seem to be with some sort of purpose. And if I listen really hard, I think he may even say "aah-rah" (Sarah) as well. No other words, no ball, bubble, up, juice, milk or shoe (which was purportedly my first world) but I think we're getting somewhere.
I remember Sarah also spoke late. The doctor told us that babies that are exposed to multiple languages often start speaking later because it takes a while for their brains to sort out the two languages, but they do eventually catch up (as evidenced by my almost three year old who is verbal far beyond her 22 months). For now I'll relish the nonverbal way he communicates with me - lifting his arms up toward me when he wants to be picked up, waving his arms up and down when he gets excited (about anything), clapping with joy along with music or clearly understanding the word no as evidenced by his pouting lower lip and shrill cry soon after. And I'll relish that just shy of his first birthday, my baby knows his mama.
(Gratuitous pictures of my almost 1 year old little man!)
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