Nine Months

It is hard to believe that just nine months ago (give or take a few days),

this little nugget was snug in my belly:

And now?

 

  

Well, I'd like to think he's a little happier with his current living arrangements.

(Don't let the last face fool you.)

At his well-check last week, Miles weighed in at 21 pounds, 15 ounces 

and measured 28 inches long. He didn't have to get any shots (thank goodness!), 

especially because he was up the night before with a yucky stomach bug...

which, of course, subsequently made the rounds in the Rich house.

These days, we outfit our Dapper Dan in size 3 diapers (still trying to use them up!)

and size 12 month clothes.

Miles nurses 4-6 times a day. We have sickness and teething to thank for our sleepless nights. 

He sleeps from bedtime about 7:30 until anywhere between 6:00-7:00am. 

But I can't complain too much because he is still a great napper...

although maybe that's part of my problem. :)

He eats primarily finger foods at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. 

When I sit him in his highchair while we're eating dinner, 

Miles will fuss until I give him something from my plate. 

Still not too keen on a sippy cup, but I'm hoping that being more consistent 

at offering it at each meal will help with that.

This guy is all over the place! He is cruising like a boss 

and has even taken a few strolls behind his activity walker. 

There was one time I saw him momentarily stand unassisted, 

but I just keep telling myself that was a fluke. :) 

He already likes to climb - over people, cushions, the padded mats in the nursery.

Miles now has 6 teeth, with number 7 just about to poke through. 

I definitely don't remember Max being so fussy when his teeth came in - 

this boy acts like the world is ending. (And to him, it probably is!) 

EVERYthing is going into his mouth these days - books, shoes, teething rings, toy trains.

The smiles we get from this little guy are THE BEST. 

He wrinkles up his nose and flashes those little teethy nubs 

and it is so cute I can hardly stand it! And the giggles -oh, the giggles.

For some reason, Miles is not a huge fan of the jumperoo. 

I can usually get him to sit in it for 15 minutes 

before the crying escalates past my tolerance threshold - 

or because Max is trying to climb in there with him. :)

He tries SO hard to keep up with Max, which baffles me 

because Max is not always so gentle. But he's learning!

Miles is now shaking his head no in context - 

if he doesn't want to be put in his highchair or carseat, 

if he doesn't like Mommy telling him to play with something else, 

if Max is trying to be Mommy and told him "no" for something. 

And he'll often cock his head to the side like he's trying to figure it out.

He can also turn the pages of books during storytime...or when he's not trying to chew them. :)

 

  

 

 It is amazing to watch this little sponge soak up the world around him!