Sunday, January 8, 2012

Jack: 8 months.

This past month has been one of the most fun since Jack was born. We definitely have a mover and a shaker on our hands. This boy is not completely satisfied unless he's on the floor playing with toys or on the move, crawling from room to room or pulling up on anything he thinks can support him.

So many things have happened in the last month! Toward the beginning of the month, we found his first tooth finally making an appearance and just a week later, tooth number two was breaking through. Now, at the end of his 8th month, his first top tooth is imminent. The drooling has resumed with full force and I can see the white through his gums.

We finally transitioned the man from hanging in his carseat (or being held) when we were out to dinner to sitting in a high chair. To say he's enjoyed sitting up at the table is an understatement. As long as he has toys or people to "talk" to, he's a happy camper. And, since we're sort of slacker parents, we finally put his highchair together at home and Jack is now eating meals there.

Speaking of a Jack being a happy camper, he's started clapping. It's more like one hand occasionally slapping, if not rubbing on, the other, but it sure is cute and we're super proud of our clapper!

I posted about this before Christmas, but Jack got his first haircut. After way too many people called him "she" I finally caved and we cut his super cute mullet and over-the-ear wings. It took a few days, but I'm used to his shorter 'do and think he's still the cutest thing ever.

Our boy loves to talk. He's always saying bababa, mamama (love it!), yayaya, woooo and something along the lines of dadada. And, of course he loves a good, loud scream every so often, also.

Our really great eater has gotten a little more fickle over the last month. He started out scarfing all of his solid food and struggling with his bottles some. Then, all of a sudden one morning as I got about halfway through his food, he started crying and doing what we lovingly call "helicopter arms". I tried to keep feeding away, but the spoon in his face only made the crying worse. Things have improved some (he's definitely better with the bottle, even though it takes upwards of 45 minutes to finish it all), but it's probably a battle we'll fight for the forseeable future. As long as he seems satisfied, I've resolved to just let it go. Frustration never helps. Maybe once we start finger foods, things will start to look up.

And, probably the biggest news of Jack's 8th month was when he started daycare. I posted about it here, but we realized that he wasn't getting the attention he deserved and needed with us at work. And, he really needs interaction with other babies. So, as hard as it is on all of us, it's for the best and I know we'll all be better for it. To say that we cherish our evening time together now is an understatement.

8 month stats:
•about 20 lbs.
•on a good day: 24-26 ounces a day, 1/3c rice + veggies/fruits three times a day
•mostly wearing 6 or 6-9 month onesies
•size 3 diapers

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