|You're such a little man!|
The time is flying by and you are becoming a little boy! You have the most wonderful personality and are smiley so often that I have to remind myself that there are unhappy babies out there and I am one lucky mom. There are some days I have to smother you with love because you are so awesome, and often that doesn't feel like enough. How do you express love this big? It helps when your dad is around and we can just stare at you and ask each other "how did we produce such a wonderful little being?" It is quite miraculous.
And then there are the days where I'm so tired I can hardly keep it together long enough to entertain you, and I nap just as much as you do. Those days are rough. Luckily they're not as frequent as the good days.
Your achievements seem to come to fruition in the even months, so this month was chalk full of great things. It's amazing to watch you begin to grasp a concept and then work to get it down and, within a matter of days, you've mastered it. I'm trying not to be impatient about the crawling thing. You don't absolutely loathe tummy time anymore, and you are getting pretty strong, but you get so bored so easily these days and I know once you begin to move around you'll be so much happier. Granted, that means I'll actually have to baby-proof the house. You win some, you lose some, right?
|You and your pal Hudson hanging out. I couldn't for the life of me get both of you to smile simultaneously.|
|You seemed to think your new carseat was pretty spiffy.|
- Food. Your solid food intake has taken off. You love everything we've given you so far which includes sweet potatoes, prunes, bananas, pears, beets (the poop! oh the magenta poop!), green beans, carrots, apples, and cheerios, although you haven't mastered the art of swallowing non-pureed food yet, so you mostly gag on what cheerios do make it to your mouth. I'm very much looking forward to feeding you table food because that means I don't have to make you unique food, and I'm lazy. Win/win.
Who needs lipstick when you have beets?
|This is what things turned into after just a few spoonfulls.|
- Getting ready to eat. When you know food is coming you start vibrating and it's hilarious.
- Hangouts with the family. This is a wonderful thing, especially around the hours of 4-6 pm before your dad gets home and I'm just about at the end of my rope and lacking creativity in entertaining you. You seem to think Grandma and Grandpa are pretty awesome (and Auntie Beth when she joins us) and I like the adult interaction. Win/win/win.
|This is what happens when we hang out. You floss yourself and we all laugh.|
- Toys. Or non-toys. You still like things that shake (the coriander, tums, teething tablet bottle, mint tins etc.), your bottle brush, my sewing measuring tape (it's pretty much useless now that you've killed the spring inside and chewed off the numbers near the end), and most spatulas/whisks. You're getting bored of most of the old stuff you've had in your box, so I'm constantly figuring out what new household object can be your next toy.
- Dropping stuff from high chair. You've hit that stage and my back is not thrilled.
- Bouncing in the crib. You have discovered you can get places when you bounce, and this is compounded when it's on a mattress. Your crib is extra springy and you love the air you can get when you bop around.
- Grabbing faces/necks. Sometimes your love is a little painful.
- Grabbing yourself. Every single diaper change. Why?!?
- Playing "Where's the baby?" Peekaboo doesn't quite have the same effect, but you love having your face covered by a blanket/towel/pair of pants and then pulling it off while we ask you where the baby went. This silliness extends to your crib too.
- Blowing on your tummy. It took you a while to warm up to the zerbert, but now you giggle really hard when we blow on your fatness. This works with your neck and cheeks too.
- Standing up. You've perfected the grab-Mom's-fingers-pull-yourself-up trick and now you will violently grab my shirt (and any flesh underneath it) and do your best to stand when you get tired of sitting in my lap. This often is accompanied by a faceplant into my chest, but you're getting better. You have pulled yourself up on your crib railing a few times, but you're not steady enough do stay up long, and this requires I sit you up first, since you can't do that on your own yet.
- Singing. You LOVE "popcorn popping" and still are calmed by "Race You to the Top of the Morning" and "I Am A Child of God."
- Yelling. You have discovered that the garage echoes nicely and so whenever we go downstairs to get into the car you start making quite a racket. You also don't really babble, but your vocal cords get a great work out and you sound like a pterodactyl.
- Propping your right foot up while you play. This is adorable and makes your thigh look extra fat.
|You have surprisingly good balance considering how you're sitting.|
- Getting dressed. You really like getting undressed though, and are great at helping pull shirts off over your head.
- Diaper changes. You don't really dig laying on your back much these days.
- Getting your face wiped off. I suppose this is something that's built into children's DNA, but unless it's turned into a game, you loathe this.
- Being left alone. You grunt loudly to show your displeasure. Separation anxiety, here we come!
- Being stopped up. Oh this is awful. You literally eat prunes with every meal, and even then, anything that's not terribly fibrous is like cement. You are such a happy little man until your belly hurts; however once things are all cleared up down there, you can play by yourself for almost an hour before complaining.
Adventures and Achievements thus far:
- Bouncing as locomotion. As mentioned above, you have figured out if you hop on your bum it gets you places (although you usually forget this, so you're pretty much stationary 90% of the time). I did make the mistake of putting you down by the window one day and then found you by the mantle about to put the TV antenna in your mouth.
- You got your second hair cut! Everything was getting too shaggy, so we buzzed you. It took me a few days of feeling very guilty before I got used to your cute short hair. It was a little severe, but those fine baby hairs are so hard to get in the clippers unless you go pretty short.
- You are now officially sleeping with your arms outside of your sleepsack. This happened about 3 weeks ago once you discovered you could roll over, and I figured it probably wasn't the best idea to keep your arms pinned to your sides, so out they came. This caused us both to sleep terribly for 4 or 5 days, but you realized you can roll onto your belly (you can't roll to your back yet!) and fall asleep and stay asleep for a good long while. This has been awesome. We're finally getting back into our sleeping groove and it's great.
- You are getting babysat by all sorts of people. It's so nice to have Jenny and Mike near us right now because this means you get used to hanging out with people other than me. Joel's parents are still fabulous baby sitters, and the ladies in the ward are kind and willing to help out, so you get to see lots of new friendly faces.
- You love sitting up in shopping carts. This started a couple months back, but you seem to think it's pretty awesome. You are so observant, that having you out in a place where you can watch and soak in your environment keeps you happy. You smile at cashiers and other people who say hello and they love it and it makes me feel like the best mom (you know, cause I did something to make that happen?). You're a great little shopping buddy.
We're heading up to the family cabin in a few weeks and I'm so excited to be there with you for the first time. Sadly, Joel is so busy he probably won't make it (I'm trying hard to not think about it so it doesn't make me sadder) but I'm looking forward to more fun with the family. I love watching other people love on you because it allows me to see you through different eyes. So often I am the only one with you during the day and your awesomeness becomes normal, but when I'm around my family and everyone keeps telling me how much they love you, it reminds me how ridiculously blessed I am to be your mom.
I love you to the moon and back.