OMG nine months old?? holy smokes big boy. i am a day early because i leave for LA tomorrow morning and won't have time to do this. the 9 month check up isn't until next tuesday, so i have no idea on any of his vitals. but i assure you, he's still small. i do feel like he's grown because he can walk around in his walker now. which is kinda cool, but kinda sucks. i'll be doing dishes and he will come slamming into my ankles at full speed. pretty hilarious actually, but it hurts. like everything else he does to you. and if you're not watching him carefully, he will be in the kitchen opening drawers. those are not baby proofed yet. we will get on that. he's figured out how to open things. this has been fun. (more baby proofing to do). he likes to stand and pull out every single diaper and wipe off the stand. he likes to sit in boxes and be pushed around. -box car racer- he is not walking yet, but getting to standing is becoming a piece of cake for him. i still wonder if he will walk before 12 months. i just wanted to wish a happy 9 month birthday to best cutest boy in the world before i left on my trip. and i hope, no i know B and dada will be ok without me. (not sure w/ out my boob though)wish i could just leave those behind. haha. this is the longest i've left him..but he's so used to being away from me for 11 plus hours at work, so i think we'll be ok. i will be drinking for like the first time too since before my pregnancy. (minus that one glass of champagne in Tahoe 5 months back) i am excited to get away for a girls weekend of fun! jon says i deserve it and not to worry and to have fun. and to relax for once. will miss these boys tremendously.
i love your smile. especially when you are looking straight at me with our noses touching. i love the laugh that comes out of that smile. you make me laugh more and more everyday. your laugh makes up for a hard bad day with you. i love how intrigued you are with what i'm doing. have it be opening mail, eating, writing a grocery list or on my phone. your eye balls follow me with such concern, then always followed by a big grin. i love how you collapse your whole head and body back and stare at the skylight/ceiling/walls when i carry you up the stairs. i love how you prefer to sit in a big pile of books while i read to you, gnawing on each and everyone. i love your excitement for toy cars, or anything on wheels. i love that you are not scared of water, and in fact would prefer to always be touching it in some way. have it be in the bath, or the faucet, or Zoe's water bowl, or drinking it with a straw. i love that your Vitamin D is still the best thing you've ever tasted and everyday you get excited for it. i love how you can't sit still EVER, so when you do for a split moment, it is the most calming second ever. i love that after i feed you at night before bed, you twist to the side, climb on top of me and actually lay flat on me give me the biggest squeeze ever and rest your head sideways while sucking your thumb. this is the newest thing you do and i absolutely ADORE it. you don't fall asleep breastfeeding anymore, but you know when bedtime is because you nuzzle up. i rock you in the chair and sing to you, or shhhhh you. then i stand up and sway you until your entire body just collapses. no stiff bone in the body. i lay you down in your crib and tickle your back until you close your eyes and are still. now why can't naps be like this?! i love coming down stairs to see what position you are in. usually its this sprawled out face down star fish. when it's cold, you are curled up with butt in the air. i just wanted to share a few things i love about you. there are a million more things i love about you, but these are the ones that are fresh in my mind. i love you baby boy.
we did a little photo shoot with gary a couple weeks back out at his place on the ridge. here is a little unedited sneak peak of what's to come. photo by the talented Simon Weller. the two portraits of gary were done with this amazing huge film camera simon had.
today we started our first mama and baby music class. we are doing it with our friend kazumi and her little girl kaede. the class was super fun and filled with lots of other sweet mama's and kiddos. (even twins!) we were of course late for our first class because someone decided to sleep in on this particular day, but it all worked out. bronson of course, was the center of attention. literally. he crawled to the middle of the room and sat there the whole class just smiling and laughing at everyone. a mommy at the end of the class said he was stealing everyone's hearts the whole time. we played lots of fun instruments: rattle eggs, drums, wooden clappers, rain sticks, and scarfs. ooohhhh scarfs. bronson loved these!!
there are all ages in this class. most about between 1-2 years old. a couple infants, like almost new borns. and a couple that looked to be bronsons age, but were maybe younger (but bigger than b) because they were sitting but not crawling around...like i'm sure they would have been if they knew how. everyone was surprised to see bronson crawling around, until i told them his age. then they just seemed shocked at how small he was. yes guys, i know, he's tiny. like me.
today i also noticed a white new tooth coming in. it's on the bottom left right by his bottom two teeth. which is a bit out of order. i just think he's just going for it and going to sprout all of them this next couple months. hey, at least we're getting it out of the way now. right?! jon thinks he see's one on the top too, right by the two front teeth. no wonder he's not sleeping through the night anymore. he does this thing that sends chills through my body. he grinds his top and bottom teeth together constantly. it drives me nuts and gives me goosebumps. i absolutely hate it!!
all in all, i do believe this music and me class was a huge success. he seemed to enjoy himself and others company thoroughly! now lets hope we can make it on time next time.
the weather has been amazing. meaning lots of park days. lots of vitamin D and sunshine. lots of stroller rides. and lots of smiles.and a new big boy carseat! yay!
happy happy 8 month birthday my sweet boy!! wow, i can't believe it's been 8 months since you were born. it has seriously been the best 8 months of my life and such a crazy journey to see you grow into a little boy. from such a tiny tiny helpless baby(well not that tiny, you were 9.5lbs) to this amazingly strong little dude that you are. you are seriously stronger than me. you are solid when i hold you. you have a death grip of a chimpanzee. (that's the one animal that came to mind that would have a really strong grip) your personality is coming out more and more. you let that out long ago, but now it's to its fullest. i can just tell you are going to be a funny little jokester that runs around laughing, bursting with energy. you are going to be a tough cookie, which isn't a bad thing, just sometimes scary. you are like me, your mama. you fear nothing. you try to walk on your own, even though you know you can't even stand yet. you could care less about getting hurt and bonking your poor little head. you rarely cry when you hurt yourself. and if you do, you're over it in like 2 seconds. you really just shed tears of being surprised, not pain. you love your animals, zoe and elliot. they love you back. you are getting less allergic to zoe's saliva and don't break out in hives every time she licks your face. you LOVE your dada! he is the funniest thing in your mind. you love to ride on his shoulders and stare down on him with the biggest grin ever. you love to pull his beard to hoist yourself to standing. you love to stare directly into his eyes and smile while cooing and piercing your lips. you love to eat. especially what we are eating. you hold your breath and get bright red and flap your arms when something tastes really good and excited you. and what the most amazing thing is, is you love us. and little boy, we love you. times a million infinity.
i had written a very long post last week, and then it got deleted. i can't even remember one thing that it said. probably what i was feeling emotionally at that specific time. which is totally different most likely to what i am feeling now. the days are up and down. at least there has been a reason behind all the bronson fussiness. a good reason. we got two BIG front top teeth the other day. and boy are they gigantic! i can't believe these teeth are going to fit in this little man's mouth. yesterday he was quite happy, considering. i worked. but when b came to feed i brought him into my work to see everybody. he was all giggles and smiles. no stranger anxiety. comfortable as can be. sometimes i wonder if he remembers the voices of the girls i work with. i mean he did spend 9 months listening to them babble all day long while in the womb. he takes to them very well. makes me look good!
POOP: and finally i've found the way to regular bowel movements. it's called REAL sweet potatoes! YES.
SLEEP: sleeping good considering tooth pain. just been waking up a tab bit early for my liking, but that will go back to normal i'm sure when the teeth have come in a little more.
EATING: loves it. just like his mama! i had a dream that i caught bronson sucking on the sriracha cap. i freaked. but then realized he didn't mind the taste or spicy-ness, so i let him continue to eat sriracha. no big deal.
SKILLZ: he crawls. he crawls really really good. he's got the coordination down now. left hand/right leg. right hand/left leg. and his cute little butt wiggling in the air. precious. and hearing the smacking of his hands while they hit and flap the ground is the best. you always know when bronson is entering a room. getting pretty good at pulling to standing. not as wobbly as before. starting to transfer around the furniture a bit. once in a while i will see him trying to stand up to his feet from standing without any support. i tell him he's not quite ready for this and to slow down please. learning to sit back down, meaning learning to fall safely, is getting less frightening. i used to freak, but now he squats down to sitting position. way less panic attacks now.
BITING:yes, he bites. not while feeding. but he bites your fat. like the arm. or dada's chest. or my left over belly fat. man does it hurt. i try not to yelp, but it's impossible. i've read if you have such a big reaction, they are more likely to continue to bite because they see they can get a reaction out of you.
anyways, here are some pics of the last couple weeks. also please sent good vibes to my kitty elliot who is at the vet right now with a 103 degree fever. hasn't had any food or water for 3 days. they are putting him on iv fluids and meds and doing blood work.
and thank you Zsa Zsa for coming to visit bronson and me!!!
