This comes a little late, as Matthew is now 9.5 months old. But alas, here I am. I have thought about writing quite often, and hoping I will get to soon. Life just gets sooooo busy. I don't want to forget these precious moments with Matthew, but I also do not want to miss them by spending time sitting on a computer writing about them! Life is such a balancing act, isn't it?
Anyways. Our little butterball started army crawling like 3 weeks ago, then a week ago figured out regular crawling, but dragging one of his legs instead of using both (I actually asked James if he thought he needed PT it looked so funky). NOW he has started bear crawling at times, and has figured out how to quickly crawl using both knees to propel himself. He is pulling himself up on things and letting go and just standing there for a couple of seconds before he freaks out and remembers hey I'm not holding onto anything and quickly grabs back ahold, or loses his balance.
He now says momma, Dada, attempts to say jack and is now meowing back at the cats. It is so gosh darn cute! He also loves to dance. He shakes his head and does liked full body thrusts lol. I have been trying to teach him to wave his arms while dancing, but instead he usually dances more enthusiastically or claps at me. He will wave bye-bye to daddy and occasionally to others, but not momma...it makes him too sad when I leave!
He will eat anything under the son, even though he only has 2 bottom teeth. I gave him a piece of red pepper to chew on and he bit chunks off and ate them much to my surprise. And was "nummmm, ummmm, nummm"-ing the whole time. I have allowed him to try ice cream, he is hilarious with an ice cream cone. My sister says he is going to suffocate himself in the ice cream by the way he face plants into the vanilla deliciousness. I told her I have never heard of death by ice cream cone ;-)
I should clarify before I talk about his weight, I do not give him excessive amounts of sweets or table foods in general. He still is breast fed, and when with me sometimes he skips eating anything for lunch and just nurses instead. So I am NOT overfeeding my son, and yes I know "he is such a big boy" I get this from everyone at first when they see him, except for women that have breast fed their babies and say "oh he reminds me of my son at that age!" But I cannot help but feel the judgement at times, I am probably more self-conscious at times due to the fact that James and I both struggle with our weight. But that is a topic for another day....
Okay, now that I got that off my shoulders...I weighed him last Friday. By doing the whole me hold him weigh us, then weigh myself and subtracting. It said he weighed 29lbs exactly!! I was SHOCKED. We thought he was maintaining, but must be he just grew some. I should be growing some arm muscles! My little butterball turkey isn't so little any more but one thing is for sure: he loves his momma SO much! (And his daddy too ;-P)
We had his 9 month photos taken yesterday. I was afraid he wasn't going to cooperate. How silly of me to think that! He saw that camera and was all smiles! Until he wanted to nurse. This is the only picture we have gotten to see from our photo shoot, so more will be to come...every time I look at it I am amazed by how blue his eyes are! God sure created a handsome little fella out of James and I's DNA.
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