Another thing that kept us busy this summer: cussing in sign language. I’ll explain. When we found out a few months ago that June will have her trach for at least another year, Greg and I started learning more American Sign Language so we could teach June to communicate while she has her trach. Some people with trachs are able to vocalize by getting air past the trach, up to the vocal cords.
June cannot; she has a total scar tissue blockage above the trach, so air cannot reach the vocal cords. So in the meantime, especially during this critical age when expressive language is wired to develop, June can still learn to communicate using signs.We decided to learn true ASL, not just modified baby signs, because we don’t know how long June will need the trach ultimately.
Signing is fun, period. Rowan absolutely loves it (signing not cussing). And we’ve been surprised at how frequently we use it. We don’t need to attempt awkward, loud whispers when we need to communicate with each other across a crowded room or in a group setting. We can communicate silently around sleeping children. And we can secretly share our inside jokes and inappropriate comments in public. Or during a movie. Or around the kids. At least until they are old enough to know all the signs we do- and by then they can join in the banter.