“Why do you always ask me my name?”
Because he’s trying to communicate with you. He knows your name, but he wants to ask you a question. To have a conversation with you.
“Why do you always try to talk to me like that on the bus? It doesn’t make sense.”
Because he understands what he’s trying to say and hopes that you will too. He wants to be your friend. And to him, this is what is sounds like when friends talk to each other.
“Why are you speaking another language? I don’t speak that language.”
Because it’s the one he created when he couldn’t speak ours. He’s learning ours, but he’s far more fluent in this one. Nobody else speaks this language. It’s entirely his. And that can get lonely.
He never asks me my name. He doesn’t have to try so hard to communicate with me. I always listen to what he’s trying to say and I understand. I don’t speak his language, but I don’t have to.
Because I speak the universal language that mothers have with their children. He never feels lonely with me.
As much as want him to be able to communicate with the world, I hope he never forgets our own language. This is the language of my heart.
Love this, Kate! I was thinking something very similar at bedtime tonight. xo
You are such a great mommy. That is all.
This is profoundly beautiful (tears).
Completely beautiful!
(((hug)))
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So beautiful Kate!
So lovely!
Wonderful post! I hope Oliver continues to develop his English conversational skills but I know you will never lose your own personal language. It will always be there in your special mother/child history. You and he will always have it in your hearts. It's one of those mysteries of being a Mom that makes that lifetime relationship so special.
you are the best! this makes me tear up and especially since i know exactly what you are talking about. there is a special bond there that no one can break.
luv ya
xo
Oh Kate! This was just lovely and very touching.
oooh, made me cry. What a lucky boy!
Ok, that made me a little misty and I'm at work, dammit.
Aw, Kate. This is really special.
Lovely post.
I love this, Kate. He is so so so lucky to have you.
Oh, I have tears in my eyes. This is beautiful, Kate. Really, really beautiful.
I love this. Pure and simple.
This is gorgeous and simultaneously heartbreaking and hearthealing.
kate wonderful thoughts, very poignant!
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Love this. I feel the same way with Jack. I so get him. I think that's why he wants to marry me so badly. I have to work on that next.
This is exactly as it should be. I love this Kate!
Beautiful post Kate.
I hope he always has plenty of people around who understand. Very sweet post.
Thanks for inspiring with this post.
Our youngest is special needs, and he often doesn't understand what we want from him, we are confident that the message of love is communicated loud and clearly.