My little T-bird is now five months old! It was about this time last year when we went to my first doctor’s appointment and saw him for the first time.
I’m sure he’s much like all the other five-month-olds out there, but it’s nothing short of miraculous when it’s your own. I know he arrived into the world like all of us do, but I still can’t believe that I grew this precious little being in my “belly” for nine months.
For eight months (because we didn’t know the first month), I wondered what my baby would be like. I wondered what it would feel like to be a mommy. I wondered how our life would change. And after all that time wondering and praying for a healthy baby, I have him. The cutest baby in the world. (Not that I’m biased or anything.)
Here are some of the things I want to remember about him right now:
Just in the last week, he has become much more mobile. Even though he has been able to roll over for several months, he didn’t do it often. Now he is rolling all over that crib. The baby that HATED to be on his tummy is now spending lots of time there.
I love the way he crosses his ankles with his little feet in the air. Just chillin’. He does it often, and it reminds me of one of his ultrasound pics where he was doing the exact same thing. It looked like he was just lounging around, waiting for his big day. (Of course, that was when he was a mere 18-week-old–not an almost ten-pounder.)
His two bottom teeth came in (a couple of weeks ago), and he’s working on one of the top teeth. Lots of slobber, of course, and lots of chewing on anything he can get in his mouth.
I can usually calm him down by singing “The Itsy Bitsy Spider” or “Jesus Loves Me.”
He still loves those toes.
He loves to watch the tree tops swaying in the breeze. Whether he’s outside laying in the grass, or in his room looking out the window above the bed, the sight relaxes him. Even in the middle of the night, if the moon is bright when I go in to nurse him, he will watch those leaves. I hope this doesn’t change, that he doesn’t become scared of it (at night) when he’s bigger.
He can’t sleep through a lot of things, but he can sleep through Sargent’s barking. Have you ever heard a Great Dane bark? Just feet away from you? I’ve been hearing it for eight years, and I can’t get used to it enough to sleep through it. The funny thing is that when he’s awake and Sargent barks, he always jumps.
Those are just a few of the things that I love about this stage in his life. There are so many more, though. The best thing about this blog is that it’s the perfect outlet for me to document these moments.
I love this little boy more that words or pictures can describe!