Look at this cutie. I love him dearly.
Yet another month has come and gone. Another month where I can't shake myself from the denial.
My sweet baby is gradually turning into a toddler. Of course, he's not quite toddling yet, but just give him a little time and he will be.
At his 9 month check up he was 19#12oz according to the doc's scale. But ours says 21 pounds. The 19# 12oz is only 26 percentile--not sure what 21 pounds is though.
He's 29 inches which is the 60th percentile. Could long and lean be in his future? We won't be shocked if so!
His head was around the 85 percentile--but it doesn't look that big to me.
He's wearing 12 month clothing or 12-18 month clothing. He's just a growing boy.
It's all the food he's been eating that's making him grow. He still loves the same foods, but I think we've discovered he's only allergic to eggs thus far.
It seemed that for a while he was reacting to so many foods, but when I thought about it a while I realized that every time he broke out into hives he was around egg.
Much of the time I didn't think there was any cross-contamination, but it turns out I think there was.
So now he gets GF pancakes made with egg replacer instead of eggs. He also still gets about 20 oz of breast milk every day. I pump about 25, so this has allowed for a little bit of a stash to building.
Between 9-10 months he started going from lying to sitting. We would walk in to his room after nap time to get him from his crib, and there he'd be sitting up waiting for us. It took a few days, but we finally saw him do it during play time.
And just this week he has started really scooting everywhere. He's very mobile now. It always amazes me how fast these little ones catch on to something. Last week he was hardly scoot/crawling, and now he goes lickety split.
His little scoot/crawls is just precious. He looks like he's about to start crawling--like he gets down on all fours--but then he just scoots himself with his little left leg out. It's really cute.
Speaking of cute...
He loves his tongue. He's constantly playing with it with his hands, and he's always sticking it out and/or munching on it. I have about 20 more pictures like this.
He still says Dada and Mmmmm. He still loves Dada very much and prefers him over anybody.
But he and I still have a very good night time routine down. I still rock him and lay him down most nights. I love and cherish that time with him. I just rub his little back and dream of the things he'll see in his lifetime. What he'll be like as a teenager. What career path he'll choose. What sport he'll play (because in this family he's bound to play something). The possibilities seem endless.
But then I'm back to reality as I lay him down on his belly in his crib. I rub his back a little more so he will stay asleep. I kiss my hand and touch his soft hair. And then I turn on his monitor and run to tuck my other babies in. While it can be time consuming, I love tucking in the kids.
Now that he's mobile, Hunk doesn't really like to sit and play with his toys.
He has much more fun going around the house getting into things he shouldn't.
And of course that means putting things into his mouth.
Do you see him flipping me the bird here? He is doing this in tons of pictures. This chair has little holes in it, and he managed to stick his finger in one of them. I didn't even notice it while I was taking pictures. I was too busy swatting mosquitoes off the kids and me.
And like last month, I'm having a hard time deciding which pictures I like best. So they are all (well not
all of them entirely) being displayed.
We love our little Bo-Bo so much!
We had three sisters out with you to help me take these pictures. But guess what...
Daddy....
was...
the...
only...
one...
who got you to smile. Like really smile. Big smiles!
This is one of my favorite pictures of you. Such a classic look of yours.
I love you little man. You are such a treasure. Two more months for me to remain in denial!!!
