… And just like that, it’s 2016.
Our little family has grown so much in the last 7 months, and we’ve learned A LOT from each other in that short amount of time. I am so thankful for my husband’s willingness to help out around the house – laundry, dishes, dog duties – he does it all without complaining! I’m pretty sure I would’ve gone crazy by now without him there to keep me sane.
We’ve fallen into a pretty good rhythm with work and school and home. Milo is a very well-adjusted kid, and he handles pretty much everything life throws at him. I’m so proud of him! Whenever we go out, everyone comments on how we have such an easy baby, and I’m grateful for that. He doesn’t sleep through the night (and probably never will), but I’ve come to terms with it … Lord, give me strength. Haha.
He eats really well, though! So far, he’s tried a few pureed veggies/fruit (peas, sweet potatoes, green beans, carrots, zucchini, pear). He’s shown some allergic reactions mainly because of the contact against his skin (around his mouth). This poor boy suffers from sensitive skin and eczema, so we have to be careful when it comes to introducing new foods.
MONTH 4: This guy wants to MOVE. He doesn’t like sitting or laying down for long, he prefers to lock his legs and stand. He’s discovering his voice and likes “telling” you how he feels about XYZ. He used to be a doll in the car seat, but has recently begun screaming bloody murder on the way to/from daycare. It also looks like the teething fairy has arrived, and we’ve paid for it dearly the last few nights. Let’s hope we all come out the other side of this in one piece!
MONTH 5: He likes to claw at your face as he tries to fall asleep, grabs the plate in front of you and pulls it hard so that food spills everywhere, and dressing him is like trying to wrestle clothes onto an octopus. He’s also starting to show stranger anxiety by screaming, just in time for the holidays. Little angel.
MONTH 6: He’s blowing raspberries, loving his solids, and trying to crawl aka scooch on his bottom. He likes scratching his fingernails against different surfaces when he’s bored. He also just cut his first tooth! It takes up all my energy to take care of this spunky, active, non-stop mover, but it’s my greatest joy.
MONTH 7: He gives the cheesiest, happiest, crinkly eye smiles, and his shrieking has turned into full on yelling for attention. He loves ripping apart tissues and napkins, and he can chew through cardboard (don’t ask how we know this). He can pull himself up and tries to sidestep while holding onto something. Quite a few times I’ve walked into the nursery to find him standing up in his crib, grinning at me. Oy.
Man. It’s going to be his first birthday before we know it! I need daily reminders to slow down, savor, and cherish these moments. Milo is already a little light to others, and my prayer for him is to grow into a kind boy with a soft heart. :) I love him so much!