I'm 9 Months

Hello friends and family,

I'm 9 months old.  Can you believe it?  I know that Mommy and Daddy are having a hard time believing that I'm so old.  Before they know it, I'll be heading off to college.  

  

I'm sorry that I'm not really smiling in these pictures that I added to this blog.  Mommy thought it would be a good idea to try to take my 9 month pictures when I was super tired and when it was FREEZING cold outside.  I think she learned her lesson.  Plus, the leaves were way cooler to look at than that black camera she has (even though I LOVE chewing on the camera strap).

I went to my doctor's appointement on Monday and they weighed me and measured me.  Here are my stats:

Weight:  21 pounds 50-75%

Height: 28.5 inches 50%

Head:  17 3/4 inches 50%

They checked my tongue while I was there and Dr. E told me that I'm tongue tied.  She said that since I'm eating okay and blabbering away, that we'll leave it for now.  I'm pretty okay with that, since I heard that in order to fix it, they clip the skin under the tongue.  That just doesn't sound like fun to me.  

  

I'm wearing mostly 12 month clothes right now, even though I can still fit into some of my 9 month clothes.  

I'm an eating machine.  I'm moving away from the baby stuff, like bottles, and moving into real food.  I eat 3 meals of food each day and when Mommy and Daddy eat, they let me taste their foods, too.  Last night, they let me have roast beef, chicken, mashed potatoes, hashbrown casserole, and biscuits.  Oh, and they let me taste their sweet tea and Sprite.  I'm not complaining.  I love trying new things.  Mommy and Daddy haven't found anything that I won't eat.

One thing that they don't let me have anymore is peaches.  I love the way they taste, but about 20 minutes after I eat them, I throw them up.  After the 3rd time, Mommy said that was enough.

I have 3 teeth that have made it through the surface of my gums.  All of them are on the left side, which Mommy said is a little odd, but hey, I love to chew on that side.  The ones on the right are just about ready to come through, so it won't be long.  With my other teeth, I love to bite down on the spoon when I'm being fed.  

I'm crawling all over the place and I'm into everything.  I love cords, remotes, phones, laundry baskets, and coasters.  I know that it's weird, but hey, it's what I like.  I've broken a few things, but nothing major.  

I pull up on everything and I've even taken a few steps when I'm not thinking about it.  The other day, I took a step from the ottoman in my room to get to my nightstand.  As soon as Mommy saw me doing it, I plopped to the ground.  I don't want her to know that I can do this just yet.  Mommy and Daddy tried to get me to walk right after this, but I refused to even try.  They'll quickly learn that I'm the boss. 

I moved up into a big boy carseat and I love it.  I can see out of the windows and now I have more room.  I'm still facing backwards, but I'm told that one day, I'll get to face forward. 

I'm loving my glasses.  They've opened up a whole new world to me.  Everything used to be really blurry and now, it's clear and beautiful.  Sometimes, I'll just stop and stare at something just because it's all so new to me.  I love Baby Einstein now, so Mommy lets me watch it in the mornings while she's getting ready. 

Because they help me see, I leave them on.  I only try to take them off when I'm tired, but that's because I know that I don't have to wear them while sleeping.  Plus, I want to rub my eyes and they really get in the way when I'm sleepy.  

We can't go anywhere without someone asking about my glasses or talking to me because I'm so cute.  I love the attention. 

 I still get up during the night, but Mommy and Daddy are trying to put a stop to that.  Last night, I got up, but only because my diaper was loaded.  After a quick diaper change, I went right back to sleep and slept until 6:30.  Not bad, huh?  

I'm in size 4 diapers, even though I can fit in the size 3.  Mommy said that I have more room in the 4's and I agree that they feel better on my legs.  She lets me wear overnight diapers at night, too, because Mommy and Daddy call me a peepot.  :)

Well, I'd better go before Mommy finds me typing on her computer.  Thanks for reading about me, praying for me, and loving me.  Enjoy the rest of the pictures.  

Love,

N