Anders is a little over eight months now. He wants to walk... desperately. In fact I think he sort of forgot how to crawl tonight because all he could think about was how bad he wants to walk.... yes he can crawl now. It's an army crawl so far, and just started this week, but I know it won't take long to be full blown crawling. Tonight he took his first few steps while holding on to a walking toy. I couldn't believe it! I almost screamed out loud I was so excited, but I didn't want to scare him.
Speaking of being scared. My mothers kitchen lighting is full of long fluorescent bulbs that are covered over with some funny plastic type stuff. I don't know what it's called. One day I lifted Anders up and touched his head to it because it makes a funny noise. He looked at me funny and I did it again, and then he proceded to bawl. Ever since then, when I walk into her kitchen he clings to me like he's terrified that I'm going to do it. In fact if I lift my hand above my head at all in her kitchen he gets scared. Which is the only reason that I can explain the fact that he no longer likes being thrown up into the air. Poor baby.
He throw fits. Boy was that a slap in the face. I had no idea how fast that came about. Maybe mine started early, I don't know. The main reason that he throws fits is after you've been walking him around for hours, either with our awesome contraption that Trish gave us, or just holding his hands as he walks around, and you're dying to take a break and try to set him down on his bum. He either goes stiff as a board or he will just let his legs give out and then push up again and give out and push up again like he's trying to bounce and of course he wails while he's doing this. The only reason that he throws fits is because he wants to keep WALKING.
He haves him some teeths now. We like to call him Mr. Chompers around the house. They are darling and I adore seeing them poking out at me when he smiles. Things that make him laugh:
The dogs... still. He loves them so much. Whether they're sneezing, shaking their heads or play fighting by running circles around him, he just thinks they're hilarious.
When I do "itsy bitsy spider for him".
When daddy presses his face on the glass of the french doors and makes faces at him.
Being tickled. He's so very ticklish. Especially his feet.
When I tap his nose and say "beep beep".
When we play peek-a-boo.
And there are many random times that he'll just start laughing out of the blue as well.
He's finally up to date on both flu shots for the year! No more shots for another month. Yay!! Although, he really does great with them. He sure is a tough little guy.
He loves food. Real food. In fact it's been really frustrating because a lot of times he doesn't want to nurse or take a bottle. I've called the doctor because I'm so concerned that he isn't drinking a lot of milk. But he said as long as he's eating his solids well, it's just a phase and he'll pick it back up again in a few months(?). It scares me to death! When he got his shots the other day I asked if I could weigh him while I was there and he hasn't even put on a full pound since his six month appointment. I always thought that kids just ate and that was something that you didn't have to worry about, yet since he was three months old I've worried about it every day. He sure is growing tall though and with as happy as he is, I don't let myself worry too much... most of the time.
He's not a sleeper. Sometimes I think that my luck is changing. But then he proves me wrong. I think that he actually slept better the first three months of his life then he has since then. Somehow it seems backwards to me. But it's okay. We survive.
He's a mouth breather. You can hear him clear across the room. Sometimes it's just breathing but a lot of times it's the blowing spitty noises that you hear. In fact that is how we know that he is awake in the morning, because you can hear him breathing and making funny, breathy noises. I think it's stinkin' cute!
It's all just so bittersweet. I can't believe how fast my little man is growing up. I can't stop thinking about how bad I miss the baby stuff... the involuntary movements and sweet little whispers that he used to make. Everything he does now is so deliberate and thought out. All I know is that it is a good thing that I decided to commit to a more long term birth control then we planned on in the first place. Because babies are already on my mind.
2 comments:
He is SO cute! It is so crazy how FAST they grow up!!! It's funny as they get older and you can tell they are doing things on purpose, he he. I bet you are just busy busy keeping up with him all day! I love the post! Give him kisses for me! Loves!
He's adorable! This is such a fun age.
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