Little man is ten months old. That officially sounds very close to twelve months, which equals one year. Wow.
I started crawling this month… Christmas morning, that is. Well, it’s actually an army crawl only used when I really want to get something, like my wooden toy car or those neat outlet covers that mommy and daddy use now.
I still would much rather walk with the help of the big people. I like to hold onto their fingers and walk all around the house checking out the rooms, opening cabinets, looking outside, walking outside and trying to keep up with Jax.
I did get my top left tooth (finally), and now, I have three teeth.
I have started eating a lot more solid foods at each meal, and I’ve tried a lot of new foods this month. Every day, I have breakfast, lunch and dinner with milk feeds first thing in the morning, mid-morning, afternoon, bedtime and once around 3 or 4 a.m.
Now that my tooth is in, I happily sleep from about 7 or 7:30 to about 4 a.m., have a little milk and go back to sleep until about 7 or 7:30 a.m.
Sneezing is still one of the funniest things I have ever heard.
I make a lot of different sounds and noises. My new word is “Duckle”. It’s a combination of “duck” and “tickle”. I also say “oooooo” to everything while making a “Blue Steel face”.
I have started to associate words that I hear with actual objects, which the people say is really cool. When mommy says “elephant”, I always look to find those colorful elephants that hang from my bedroom fan.
I love to turn the pages of books, and I especially love any book with flaps that I can peek under.
My other activity this month is kicking balls while walking. I’m practicing my soccer skills, which makes Daddy proud.
Little man is nine months old. The photos are a tad blurry because, well, that’s life with a nine-month old little boy.
He’s a busy one!
I have started saying lots of new things this month; I am constantly babbling away. No one seems to understand me, but I sure know what I’m talking about.
I’ve started saying the letters “m” and “n”, in addition to lots of others. I even throw out a “Ma-Ma” every now and then.
I am still sporting just my two bottom teeth. Teething is not fun. That’s all I have to say about that.
I am getting really stable when standing up with help, and I love to walk around the coffee table. I think that crawling is kids’ stuff, so I’m just going to work on walking. I really don’t like sitting much, unless I’m eating. I’d rather stand.
I weighed 18 lbs 15 oz. at my nine-month checkup and measured 27 3/4″ tall. It’s also been confirmed that I have a huge head.
Some of my favorite activities now are opening and closing doors and turning the pages of books.
My two favorite books are “Moo, Baa, La La La” by Sandra Boynton, because it’s just silly, and “Where’s Spot” by Eric Hill. “Where’s Spot” has flaps to lift up and look under. I love the flaps so much that I ripped one off. Oops. Daddy said he would glue it back.
Noah loves being outside. Yanking grass, pulling Jax’s ears and eating leaves are some of his favorites. Now that it’s a cold day and someone is napping (not me!), I am reminiscing on some of our cooler, sunny Fall days.
Little man is eight months old.
My biggest news for my readers is that I got my two bottom teeth a few weeks ago. That week was really rough! One came in on a Sunday, and the other on the following Friday. I had a nice, quiet, happy week following, and now I am working on the top teeth, which means I am up at night a lot, and my naps are short.
I have mastered sitting up on my own without any help. I haven’t figured out crawling yet, but I am getting more and more interested in stretching to reach my toys when I am on my tummy.
I weigh a little over 18 pounds.
This past month, I have really started eating solid foods instead of just playing. I love to feed myself. More and more of it is getting in my mouth, and boy, is it delicious. Mommy cooks apples on the stove with a little cinnamon and that is my absolute favorite. It’s like my very own apple pie filling, without added sugar, of course!
Other things I love to eat (with cooked apples as my number one) are: roasted sweet potato sticks, bananas, venison, chicken, butternut squash, scrambled egg yolks, asparagus, green beans.
I love to belly laugh, squeal and screech very loudly.
The funniest thing is when people and dogs sneeze. It gets me every time!
I am starting to make noises that sound like: “Da-Da”, “Hi”, “Hey”, “Yaya” …
I love to watch people’s mouths move, and I have fun mimicking others’ mouth movements.
Little man is seven months old. I still am amazed at his expressive and big personality that keeps coming through. He may not be the shy little boy that I was sure we’d have.
I’m still a rolling over machine. I’m pushing up on my hands and tummy, but no big signs of crawling. Mommy says she’s OK with me not crawling yet. Something to do with “not rushing things” or “it’s better if you just stay in one place”.
I am sitting up even better now but am not totally stable.
I weigh 17 and a half pounds.
I still wake up at least once in the middle of the night for a little snack and sometimes one other time just because.
Still no teeth. I’ve had some really painful days/nights, but it’s OK, I am still a really happy li’l guy.
I am having fun playing with food. I really love green beans and asparagus. Apples, bananas, watermelon and cantaloupe are my favorite fruits. I also love avocado, butternut squash and sweet potatoes. I’ve had fish and chicken and that was delicious!
Mommy, Gigi and I went to New Orleans in early October. It was a lot of fun. Mommy was working at a conference, so I wore out my Gigi walking all over the city. We went to the Aquarium, the French Market, Cafe Du Monde, the Insectarium and Butterfly Garden and other places. I got to live the high life and stay at a fancy hotel with fancy pillows and a fancy bed. Just call me a cultured U.S. traveler.
I love to laugh and squeal. Just in the last few weeks, I’m making lots more noises and sounds. I am a very passionate “talker”–trying to convince everyone of what I am saying, and I’m very expressive.
I love to read (and eat) my books.
Little man is six months old. We love his happy, content and joyful personality.
Rolling over is now my primary mode of transportation.
I can sit up pretty well… still a little wobbly, and as soon as I see something I want, I topple over.
I am a very busy little boy. I’m always moving, wiggling and grabbing at things (the best are ears and big clumps of hair!).
I love being outside.
At my sixth month check-up I weighed 16 lbs. 15.5 oz. and measured 26.5 in. long.
This past month was still a little off in my sleep… maybe it has to do with these teeth people keep talking about. Still no sign of my first tooth.
I started eating “food” the last couple of days. It’s interesting. I’ve had apples, butternut squash, carrots, frozen bananas and avocado so far. Most of it ends up on the floor. I am having fun playing, though!
My first trip on an airplane was fun! It wasn’t uncomfortable at all-in fact the airplane is like one big white noise machine, so I took a few snoozes.
On my trip, we spent a couple of days in Lake Tahoe, but it got real smokey there because of fires, so we high-tailed it outta there. We ended up in San Francisco, and that was a lot of fun. We saw sea lions, the Golden Gate Bridge and beautiful coastlines. Mommy ate some yummy seafood.
Little man is five months old.
I really started laughing a lot this month. The things that get me going are: when I get bubbles on my tummy from mommy and daddy, kisses on my neck and ears, munching on my toes and when I soak mommy and daddy in the bathtub with my double leg kicks. They’re asking for it by hanging out in the “splash zone”.
I am still rolling over from my tummy to my back but haven’t quite gotten the back to tummy just yet.
The coolest thing in the world are my feet and toes, and I’ve mastered sticking them in my mouth (along with everything else) and sucking on my big toe.
I weigh almost 16 lbs.
I met my cousins Evan and Marshall for the first time. One day I’ll be able to chase after them. I can’t wait.
I’ve gone to the pool a couple of times this month, which is lots of fun.
I love my lambie lovie blanket. It helps me go to sleep.
I still have a really sweet baby mullet. It’s brown. I think it looks really good with the rest of my blonde hair, so I’ll keep it for a while longer. People pay big bucks to have “low lights”, ya know?!
This past month was off in the nighttime sleep department for me. I go to sleep at 7 p.m. and wake up to eat around 5 a.m., but I am waking up at least once, mostly two and three times each night-which I had never done before. There are some nights I am up for a couple of hours at a time. I think Mommy has been really tired this month, but I keep telling her it will get better soon. My brain is processing a lot this month!
My mouth is hurting a lot; the big people say I am teething. Not sure what that means, but I will keep you posted.
I am told that I am going on an airplane for the first time soon. I also don’t know what that means, but again, I will keep you posted.
Little man is four months old. It’s amazing how much he changes with each month, and the hospital/newborn days seem so long ago. At the same time, though, each day flies by. We have a joyful little guy who loves to laugh and smile.
I rolled over from my tummy to my back right before my four-month birthday!
I talk ALL.THE.TIME. I am very passionate when I talk. It’s alot of fun when I get really loud. It may sound like I am mad, but I’m not. I just want to be sure everyone hears me.
Everything I can get my hands on goes straight for my mouth, and I drool all day long.
I discovered my feet, and I like to stick them straight up in the air and then grab them.
I love to kick in the bathtub, it makes me laugh so hard when I splash everywhere.
I weighed 15 pounds 3 ounces at my four-month checkup, and I measured 24 inches long. Daddy says I’m a two-footer. I think that is a reference to a fish, but I’m not sure.
I went to my first wedding (Laura Furr now Herrera). I went to my first parade on July 4th, and I spent my first night with Gigi and Roy while mommy and daddy went to Corpus.
I sleep 10-11 hours at a time each night. I’m getting really good at putting myself to sleep, which doesn’t seem like a big deal to me, but Mommy seems to be happy about it.
Little man is three months old. We have seen so many changes between two and three months. It’s been really fun to see his big smiles, giggles and
little big personality. I went back to work after twelve weeks, but I am starting a reduced work hour schedule next week. I am really thankful for a little bit of flexibility so that I can be home on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
I love to talk, squeal, giggle and make “goo” noises. I’m pretty good at rolling my “r’s”; I’m working on that for when I learn Spanish.
I think I’ve given up on my thumb, and now I just want to put my entire fist in my mouth.
At 10 weeks, I decided that the swaddle I loved so dearly was not my cup of tea. I did everything I could to let mommy and daddy know, and they finally decided to quit that tight blanket stuff.
Now, I sleep on my tummy with my arms and legs free for at least ten hours each night.
I got to move into my own room and sleep in my big boy crib at 12 weeks. There’s a lot more room in there for me to move around.
I weigh almost 14.5 pounds.
My hair is getting longer, it’s blonde on top, but I am working on a baby mullet that is brown.
Little man is two months old. The past two months have been fun/amazing/challenging (in a good way). I experienced my first Mother’s Day as a momma. What a blessing and a joy it is to be this little boy’s mommy.
I’ve discovered that smiling really big gets a good reaction from mommy and daddy.
I love to “talk” and squeal to anyone/anything that will listen: my mommy and daddy, my toys and those colorful bugs that hang from my car seat.
I am really trying to get my thumb in my mouth, but I guess I’m not very coordinated with my arms yet. I’m gonna keep working on it.
I weighed 12 pounds 15 ounces at the doctor’s appointment today, and I measured 23.5 inches long.
I am now sleeping at least 8 hours at a time each night; on my nine week birthday, I slept nine hours. I did go through a 7-week growth spurt and woke up a lot at night for a few days in a row.
I’m starting to enjoy the car a little bit more.
My hair is starting to grow back on the top of my head; what a relief!