9 months

When I was at the nine month mark in my pregnancy, I could hardly wait any longer. I wanted to meet you soo badly. Your room was ready, your clothes were washed, diapers bought, etc. It felt strange being in your room, a room that was ready for someone I didn't know yet. All I knew was your name, and that most likely you were going to be a boy. I was also ready to get my body back. It was nice sharing it with you, but at that point I had enough.

The other day at the grocery store you were sitting in your car seat in the shopping cart making loud and happy sounds. You like being loud and hearing yourself. We get a lot of attention too. One guy came up and asked how old you were. I immediately noticed that he looked really tired. He then said that he has a three month old at home. He noted how much of a difference there is between a 3 and a 9 month old. There sure is. I couldn't help but think back to the days when you were three months old. When I was happy with 5 hours of sleep. I was proud of you when you slept three hours straight at night before wanting to eat. I almost told the guy "it gets better, you will sleep again," but I didn't. Everyone knows it's just a stage, even though it can seem like forever. Once it is over, it feels like it was no big deal and you almost kind of miss the infancy stage.

You have two bottom teeth, you can sit for long periods of time without falling, you are very mobile and are almost crawling. You eat a lot more solid food and eat more or less everything that is being offered. You are much more focused on what you do and have started to really play with your toys. It's not just "eating" toys anymore, you really play with them for long periods of time. You are fascinated by any kind of tag. You must first inspect the tag on toys, blankets, clothes, etc. When you sit on the floor next to your basket of toys, you take them out one by one. This occupies you for quiet some time. The johnny jump up is still a big hit (you are in it right now). Up and down and around it goes. Bella watches you which you and her find very entertaining. You two really get along. She makes you laugh and you have no fears. You like giving her your hand to lick and sometimes your face...she will be the closest to a sibling for a while. Your BIG HAIRY sister.

We lowered the crib and attached the shelf in your room to the wall. I have recently heard a lot about the dangers of furniture falling and crushing babies/kids. So scary. The chances are small, but it makes you want to bolt everything to the wall.