I love this time of year. And I love this age for babies. It's a glorious time right now.
I'd forgotten that all of the milestones start coming fast and hard here for a bit. He's now crawling on all fours, pulls up on anything that will let him (led to a few good falls) will cruise a tiny bit on furniture, is starting to walk more with his walker, is eating some "real" food, and chats up a storm.
He is, however, still toothless.
And he's back in constant congestion land. But no fever, and in high spirits means we just ride it out. His next mental leap (Wonder Weeks) is coming up in the next week, and I keep wondering how he'll handle it this time. He's been so happy lately - entertains himself with toys and trying to get into everything. I enjoy the cuddles, but not the whining every time I set him down, but we'll see how it goes.
And Halloween is in a week!! Thad is going to be a *gasp* garbage man, and Atti will be a sad excuse for a minion. Last year was the only year we just bought a costume because Thad wanted to be Marshall from PP. No use trying to find a preschooler garbage man costume. And Atti's was just something cute. However, Thad is definitely scared of most Halloween decorations, so we'll have to see how that night goes. Hoping the candy will be incentive enough for him.
He's definitely not as afraid of other people like Thad was at this age. I'm not sure if that'll start up soon, or if he'll just be a less anxious kid.
Otherwise, life is flying by. A very stressful month for Michael (I keep thinking the stress is behind us and then it just comes back worse), but he's still been amazing and taken us out places. Pumpkin patch, waffle outings, Target trips... I say he's taken us out because at the end of last month, it seems I had a seizure while I was sleeping at my parent's house. Had my dad not noticed, I'm not sure we would have ever known. After a couple days in the hospital, and some fun brain tests, I got to come home with new medicine and the "no driving for six months" rule. The neurologist here basically agreed and said, "eh you may or may not have another seizure ever." okay, cool! But not really. Work has been amazing, and I'll be at home working for most of the next six months. So thankful for that. It's hard, because I enjoy driving, and not being able to just up and go somewhere is hard (though we'll probably be spending less money at Target...) So that was probably the most "exciting" thing that's happened. And I've told and not told so many people, plus starting the new medicine has made my memory super hazy, so I apologize if I've told some of you many times what's going on, and others of you not told at all. Just yell at me. It's fine.
Oh, but even after that happened, I got to fly to Vegas a couple weeks ago for the Tableau conference. AND GUESS WHO SLEPT 8 HOURS ONE NIGHT. Little bugger. He hasn't done it since. But I still had a great time at the conference. Learned a lot. Got a bit better sleep than I'm getting at home. It was odd being in Vegas just a week after the mass shooting, but Tableau shifted accordingly, bringing the night out back to MB, and doing all kind of stuff to help out and raise money. It was awesome to see and be a part of.
I'd forgotten that all of the milestones start coming fast and hard here for a bit. He's now crawling on all fours, pulls up on anything that will let him (led to a few good falls) will cruise a tiny bit on furniture, is starting to walk more with his walker, is eating some "real" food, and chats up a storm.
He is, however, still toothless.
And he's back in constant congestion land. But no fever, and in high spirits means we just ride it out. His next mental leap (Wonder Weeks) is coming up in the next week, and I keep wondering how he'll handle it this time. He's been so happy lately - entertains himself with toys and trying to get into everything. I enjoy the cuddles, but not the whining every time I set him down, but we'll see how it goes.
And Halloween is in a week!! Thad is going to be a *gasp* garbage man, and Atti will be a sad excuse for a minion. Last year was the only year we just bought a costume because Thad wanted to be Marshall from PP. No use trying to find a preschooler garbage man costume. And Atti's was just something cute. However, Thad is definitely scared of most Halloween decorations, so we'll have to see how that night goes. Hoping the candy will be incentive enough for him.
He's definitely not as afraid of other people like Thad was at this age. I'm not sure if that'll start up soon, or if he'll just be a less anxious kid.
Otherwise, life is flying by. A very stressful month for Michael (I keep thinking the stress is behind us and then it just comes back worse), but he's still been amazing and taken us out places. Pumpkin patch, waffle outings, Target trips... I say he's taken us out because at the end of last month, it seems I had a seizure while I was sleeping at my parent's house. Had my dad not noticed, I'm not sure we would have ever known. After a couple days in the hospital, and some fun brain tests, I got to come home with new medicine and the "no driving for six months" rule. The neurologist here basically agreed and said, "eh you may or may not have another seizure ever." okay, cool! But not really. Work has been amazing, and I'll be at home working for most of the next six months. So thankful for that. It's hard, because I enjoy driving, and not being able to just up and go somewhere is hard (though we'll probably be spending less money at Target...) So that was probably the most "exciting" thing that's happened. And I've told and not told so many people, plus starting the new medicine has made my memory super hazy, so I apologize if I've told some of you many times what's going on, and others of you not told at all. Just yell at me. It's fine.
Oh, but even after that happened, I got to fly to Vegas a couple weeks ago for the Tableau conference. AND GUESS WHO SLEPT 8 HOURS ONE NIGHT. Little bugger. He hasn't done it since. But I still had a great time at the conference. Learned a lot. Got a bit better sleep than I'm getting at home. It was odd being in Vegas just a week after the mass shooting, but Tableau shifted accordingly, bringing the night out back to MB, and doing all kind of stuff to help out and raise money. It was awesome to see and be a part of.
- He's.... some weight and length. Honestly, I haven't the slightest idea.
- Just about done with size 3 diapers I think. Finishing up the rest of those and then we'll switch to 4s during the day and eventually 5s at night.
- 9 an 12 month onesies and tops, mostly 9 month bottoms. Except Thad basically shot through that size so we're putting Atti in 12 month pants and rolling them up. Sorry, kiddo.
- He gets four bottles during the day between 6 and 8 oz, and then one 3-4 oz bottle at night. He's still such a crap sleeper, I haven't tried to take that one away yet. Soon.
- I've given up trying to pinpoint why he hates sleeping. One night he'll wake up once or twice and go back down easy, and the next be up every hour to hour and a half, with almost no differences in the day. He's pretty much down to 3 naps a day (9, 12, 4) but then last week at daycare he decided he only needed one nap per day, and then another when he got home. That didn't fly.
- Spitup situation is still improving, I think? It's mostly mucus when he's sick, and he can burp now without throwing up, but especially after his morning bottle I have to make sure to have a burp rag handy. (Just what you wanted to know).
- Especially with getting to 12M clothes, he's starting to look more like a toddler some days. I say it almost every post - the days are long, but the months and years are so short. I can't believe he's already so close to being a year old.
- Thad started walking around 9.5 months... I'm wondering if Atti will be around there too, or closer to 10-11. He certainly does love standing. He just has such tiny, chubby feet.
- He gets 2 puree meals at daycare, and then some for dinner, or some of whatever we're having. He's got his pincher grip down, he just has a hard time getting to his mouth and dropping off the food. He definitely prefers I feed it to him. *eye roll* But he's getting better, and he definitely LOVES big people food. Pasta, especially. He's definitely my son.
- He's also learned how to correctly fall on his butt from standing.
- So, so smiley. And such a joy. Unless it's the middle of the night and he's crying.
