This post is part of an ongoing blog circle with several other woman photographers, writing monthly letters to our children. Link to the next letter is at the bottom of this post. It’s been a great way for me to document more intentionally the connection I have with my son, born in April, despite the chaos of our daily lives!
You have exploded with new skills and personality over the last month. Seriously — one day, you couldn’t sit up on your own without flopping forwards, mouth to toes; then, suddenly, you were army crawling across our bed. About 12 seconds later (okay, a few days), you were crawling “for real,” on hands and knees. And you haven’t stopped! You crawl all over our house, which has reignited my passion for keeping our hardwood floors clean. I’ve been vacuuming on a daily basis and I still catch you with dust bunnies being slowly raised to your mouth. That’s another thing you’re doing lately: putting absolutely everything in your mouth. Your two baby teeth on bottom are in and you are a drool machine. You also love to eat, you’re eating two to three meals (fruit and veggie purees) per day. Oh, and you’ve mastered the sitting up thing, too, even pulling yourself up to sitting. I’m starting to get a little worried — the last couple of days you’ve been earnestly trying to pull yourself up to stand. I don’t think it’s physically possible with your wobbly little self just yet, so I’m hoping I have at least another month or two before we’re there. You’re only seven months old! Slow down, speed racer!
You got to experience your first Halloween, though all this meant for you was the traditional skeleton pajamas, and getting squeezed into a too-small banana costume at daycare for a few minutes for the party. We’ve spent lots of time with Nana and Grandpa this month, between Halloween, your first night away from us overnight, your Uncle Robert’s visit, and your baptism this last week. At your baptism, we were also treated with a visit from your auntie and Grandpa. You seem to enjoy being around everyone (you especially like your new godfather), but no one compares with Elodie. You. love. Elodie. You watch her, you smile at each other, you even almost play together. That’s not to say you’re never mad at each other, but it is just so wonderful to be your parents when we see you acting sweetly connected. Earlier this month, she was big into tickling you wildly. She later moved onto singing for you, and now she likes to jump with you in your jumperoo, and she even tries to read to you sometimes.
Another tradition you may not be aware of, is our annual Christmas card photo-taking torture time. This tradition began with Elodie’s first Christmas and we are going strong, having completed the third year, and your first. This is a super fun time in which Mom wrestles with you and E to try to get you to sit still and pose adorably while taking your photo to use in a Christmas card. It worked out, and you of course behaved very nicely.
Some other random notes from this month, in no particular order: footie pajamas have been your friend as it’s gotten very cold overnight in our drafty old house; you’ve spit up on our down comforter approximately 12 times now; we said goodbye to Penny this month, as we had to find her a new home before our move (Roger will be next); we think your first word will be “bottle” because you keep saying “buh” happily. I was away from you for the longest I’ve ever been, a work trip that took me to North Carolina for 5 nights. You had surgery — ear tubes — last week (and you recovered very quickly, of course). You still fall asleep in the swing before we transfer you to your crib most nights. You are still a mama’s boy, and I still love it.
Thanks for reading! Now you can click through to the next blog in our circle, Kristy’s letter to her daughter!