Month Nine

Nine months already? Man time just keeps flying by. My little honey bee, who isn't so little any more. You just keep growing and getting bigger every day. Your personality just keeps getting bigger every day as well.

 You want nothing more then to scoot around and chase after your sister or Gwen. You have no desire to be on your tummy, or crawl. You manage to get everywhere you need to go, all on your little bum. Or if you fall over, you will continue to roll to get to where you need to be. Which is usually by the DVD player and the tv. Doesn't matter what I put in front of it, you get there and weasel your way through. Guess it's time to do some baby proofing.

 Eating is by far your favourite activity. It still amazes us what you will eat. I have never seen a small person eat so much. Nothing stands in your way. You only have two bottom teeth (although the top two are right there some days) but that doesn't stop you. You grunt and grumble when your table is empty during meal times. Half the time you want what is on our plates. You are a cheese monster, and can even manage a whole cheese string by yourself. How?

 Haha, a new halloween costume. You look so cute. Not sure if this will make the cut for October, but a girl has to have options right? lol. Of course your sister put the flower hat on too. Wish we had two of them and you could be matching flowers.

Oreos. At nine months, does this make me a cool mom or a bad mom? You loved it, so I am going with cool mom. We thankfully don't keep oreos in the house all that often so this might be the only one for awhile. You definitely have your dad's sweet tooth.

Life is interesting, and never dull around here. You love to screech and scream lately. I think you are finding your voice and trying to compete with your sister. You both are so loud some days. You continue to sleep in your swing every night. By 7 you are completely miserable and ready for bed. You see your blanket and you calm down completely and know that food is near and our quiet time is happening. I won't lie, it's one of my favourite times of that day. You are quiet and calm and nurse yourself to sleep. It's the only time we have together where it's quiet and relaxing and as much as I want to ween you, part of me relishes in this time we have. I have been slowly weening you off, so it's really just a morning and night feed with formula/breast milk in bottles now throughout the day. I figure we need to start transitioning. We see the doctor next week, so we'll chat about milk and going from there.
Hard to believe we are already at this point. It feels like it took so long to get to a good point with you, and now our time is almost done. Well done in the sense that I will be going back to work and you will be going to daycare. You are a funny little creature most days. You are so different from your sister and if anything we've learned in these nine months, is that nothing remains the same, no two children are the same, and time rushes by.

My wild child, you constantly surprise us. You are definitely not a snuggle bunny, but your smiles light up the room. Love those happy squeals.