I still can't believe this precious boy is 9 months old. When I think about the road to get where we are now, I still can't decide if it was painfully long or if I blinked and had my baby. It's funny how slow time goes sometimes and how quickly it goes other times.
Bear! You are 9 months old. I said I would celebrate big when you were out as long as you were in, but it turns out I just drank a glass or 2 of wine like I do every night now. This month you were sick almost all of the month. You had croup, 2 ear infections, and I think you had some type of fever more days this month than not. You handled it like champ, and fought hard to be as normal as possible.
This month we adjusted to Daddy working *all the time* again. You miss dude time for sure. We're trying to get back into the groove of Mommy handling most of the home load (which is now way harder than it was when we just had your older sisters), and I don't know if it's that, or having a new nanny, or being so sick this month, or what, but you've become even more in love with me. You've started crying when I hand you off to the nanny which breaks my heart every day. Now I spend the first 30 minutes of work contemplating whether I should go back to part time after making you cry. You are SO DING DARN close to saying "Mama" which you only say when you are being extra pathetic and needy and want it known that you need Mama RIGHT THIS MINUTE. I cannot wait to hear you say Mama. It will make the sting of you growing so big, so fast a little less.
You are in size 4 diapers and mostly 12-18 month clothing now. You love to speed crawl, climb up stairs, pull up, and loudly yell while frantically crawling towards me. You would love nothing more than to dive headfirst down the stairs, and I swear you have a special sounding crawl when you are making a dash towards the stairs. You haven't fallen down yet (but have been rescued a few times within seconds of disaster), but we have to watch you closely and make sure doors are closed at all times. A few times this month you have stood independently for a few seconds. You don't seem impressed by this. Sometimes you walk with your baby walker, though you seem to value the speed in which you can now crawl more than trying to learn a new thing (walking), though.
You LOVE meat and would love nothing more than to eat meat for every meal. We buy you a rotisserie chicken every week. You also love cheeseburger patties from McDonalds, meatballs, and meatloaf. You also like most fruit. You love baby puffs and Mum-Mums. When you see Daddy eating, you smack your lips together so he knows you want some, too. You only do it for him (probably because you know I always share--he's more of a wildcard). You still love to nurse, and now wake up multiple times a night to do so. I miss when you used to sleep all night!
You love your sisters and love to play with them. It's so cute watching you play together. I remember when I worried how having 3 would work with your age span. It's working beautifully and I have absolutely no complaints on the timing of our family. You also love your animals. You make clucking sounds when you see the cats. You spend a great deal of time each day crawling all over Ollie. You need several reminders everyday to not chew on Ollie's ear. Ollie is an absolute saint and tolerates anything you do (though of course we watch you carefully and are teaching you to treat Ollie with respect--NO EAR CHEWING!). You share your food with Ollie, which I'm sure Ollie appreciates (especially due to the large amounts of meat you eat!).
You also love to help. The second the dishwasher opens, you are there in a flash to "help". Same with the washing machine/dryer. Whenever anyone has anything new out, you are there to explore and help. You pick up the remote, point it towards the TV and push buttons. You pick up the phone and pretend to talk into it. You are very impressed with yourself when you do these things. So are we.
You are now ready for your nap--I still hold you--but the nanny is putting you in the crib. Time to end this. Love you SO MUCH!
No comments:
Post a Comment