Another month has zipped by me and I have never felt like my life has gone by this quickly before. Today Davis is 9 months old. Wow! Really, Wow!! Last week when we had his 9 month checkup, I had to schedule his 12 month checkup. Fine, whatever. But then I realized, holy crap! That's in 3 months! My sweet little baby is growing up and is just the cutest thing in the world. If I could hold him all day, I probably would. Granted if it's a screaming day, I'll gladly pass him off.
I am still making all of Davis' food and actually just bought a cookbook to try out new and different things. I felt like I kept making the same kinds of stuff over and over. I bet the poor little guy was getting quite bored. He looooves meat. I get an extra thick slice of deli meat and mix it in with carrots or squash. I think that boy will eat anything!
He loves saying 'dada' still all the time. He has learned to squeal and scream, and oddly enough I find this very cute. We were out of town last weekend and I said we were going home soon to see daddy. He just looked at me all excited and started saying 'dada' over and over. Of course when I call Michael to share it with him, he stops. Go figure!
Davis is still sleeping amazing. I am crossing my fingers that this continues because it gives me a much needed break. He takes a nap from 10-12 and then again from 2-4. Sometimes he takes a cat nap for about 45 minutes around 5:45. He loves sitting in his highchair while we eat dinner and tries to cram as many Cheerios in his mouth as possible. (Usually spitting most of them out) I feed him his last bottle around 7:30-7:45, read a book and he's off to sleep until 8am. HUBBY TIME!
However, I can't help but worry about my little guy a bit. The doctor said last week that he is slightly behind developmentally and of course I can't help but be a little sad. I asked if there was anything else I needed to be doing with him and he said no, but still! He is still doing the same crawling type of thing. Where is he moving around, but not crawling. He goes around in circles, goes backwards, to the side, not forward! He can't quite figure out how to stay on his knees. I try and do exercises with him, but he just fights me. His doctor said he isn't too worried about the not crawling thing because some babies just don't crawl. Okay, we are fine there. It's the not pulling up thing. Yes, that's right. My 9 month old son is refusing to pull up. If he's holding onto my arms or my hands, he's good to go. Side of the crib, forget about it! So I have been doing exercises with him on this too. I just keep trying to tell myself to be patient, but I am learning the whole patience thing over here. But I am his mom and can't help be worried the slightest bit. His muscle tone and everything is great, I just think my poor son may be stubborn like his mama and he'll do it when he's ready!
Next subject at nine months. Separation anxiety! Dear tiny baby Jesus, help me Lord! If I could just go scream in the backyard, I would. But then cops may show up at my door with the neighbors. If I could put Davis in the backyard to scream, I would. Then that may result in cops, neighbors, and CPS at my door. God forbid I have to use the restroom or take a shower. Some days he doesn't know that I have left the room. Others, I can't step one foot out of the doorway. Frustrating, much?!? I realize this is completely normal and that he will grow out of it. However, he does not mind if his daddy is home or I leave him at the gym nursery. He loves it there! Deep breath! This actually messed up his sleep about a week ago because he did not want me to leave his sight. (He is also getting another tooth in so it has been super duper fun times at our house!)
On another note, 95% of the time, Davis is golden. I have no problems and he is a very happy baby. On the bad days, if anyone asked me when I was having another child, I would tell them they are crazy! But he is my little love bug and I can't get enough of him. As crazy as it sounds, I actually miss him sometimes when he is sleeping! The joys of parenthood!