I’ll tell you what, these last 3 months have left little time for breathing. Between work, and crisis in my family, and J’s family, and our nanny’s family, we have mostly been in survival mode.
I finally feel like I am catching my breath and am happy to finally put words to Matthijs’ 8th month of life.
He is still gaining weight like a boss. He has little to no interest in joining the mobile class of humans, so chubby he remains. He was 19 lbs 12 oz and 27 inches long. Still close to the 50th percentile, but heading up. People always comment on how chubby he is. I wouldn’t say it bothers me, but I find it odd. He’s normal and healthy. I much prefer my chunky monkey to worrying about failure to thrive when he was a newborn and constantly going to weight checks and pumping and nursing continuously around the clock.
- He has become a lover of bubble baths. He still loves showers too, but we’ve started a bedtime routine of bath after dinner and he LOVES it. J usually gets him ready and I bathe with him. After she takes his diaper off and he hears the water running he takes off “running” to the bathroom (while she is holding his hands of course). His favorite thing is the faucet. He’s not sure if he wants to eat it, bang on it, or just play with the water. He also enjoys eating bubbles, nursing (of course) and try to eat the loofah.
- He still has zero interest in crawling and demands to walk around constantly. He is sooo fast! Sometimes his little legs get going before his feet even touch the ground. Poor J already has a bad back and well we are both getting older, not younger. It’s hard to hunch over all day to help the little guy walk around. Sometimes I won’t notice it and then when I finally stand up I fear that my back will snap in half like a credit card that has been bent. Yikes! I gave up on trying to get him to crawl, he cries every time I put him on his belly. So, I tried to teach him to stand up and walk by himself. He’s getting better and likes to try to walk back and forth between me and J. His favorite things to walk to are the garbage can and the dog bowl, gross!
- He continues to be our little nature boy. We started taking him to the playground at the park and he thinks it’s the bees knees. He loves, loves, loves other kids and babies and being outside. It’s like the perfect place. His favorite thing is probably the little bumpy slide, followed by the sand, eating sticks, playing the musical things, and he is still unsure about the swings. I can’t wait until he can walk and run around and love it even more!
- Our poor little guy got his first cold. It was miserable. He and I both got sick and stayed sick for about 2 weeks. He initially didn’t have a fever at all. He was just really congested and couldn’t breathe out of his nose, but insisted on nursing all night long. We were both exhausted. His eyes got really goopy so I called and then took him to the Dr. She gave us an antibiotic for his eyes and said to call if he got a fever. About 30 minutes after we got home, he had a pretty high fever so J called and his Dr. called in an oral antibiotic as well. He HATED it soooo bad. It was so sad. Between that and the nosefrida, I didn’t think he would ever trust us again. He developed PTSD about his changing table, because that’s where we’d use the nosefrida. When we put him there for a diaper change he would scream and cry until we picked him up. So we started doing the nosefrida somewhere else. Poor kid. I hope he doesn’t get sick again until he can talk and blow his own nose.
- He also got his first two teeth! Teething was horrible. One night we woke up really fussy and wouldn’t nurse back to sleep. After about an hour of rocking and singing and shushing, he projectile vomited all over. I said teething because I’d heard of it being a teething symptom before. J thought I was nuts and that he ate something that didn’t sit well. Sure enough, I felt inside his mouth and a little jaggedy tooth was starting to poke through. It lasted about a week and he refuses any teething items, but now he was two adorable little bottom teeth.
- His favorite book was The Wheels on the Bus. It’s a pop up, movable parts book. He got it for Christmas when he was really upset about not being able to grab the pictures in his book. He already love the song, J started singing it to him when he was itty bitty. His favorite page is the wipers and the doors opening and closing. He can even do the flaps on the last page all by himself!
- He finally rolled from his back to his belly and started clapping, which is the cutest thing ever.
And a few more pictures: