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9 Month Owen




Owen's 8th Month
  • We are getting close to our 1 year goal of nursing!  He still nurses 4-6  times a day and also eats purees and some finger foods.  (He really likes pancakes)  He never really took to a bottle, but I need to start working on water in a sippy cup the next few months.
  • Still 6 teeth, no more teeth appeared this month.
  • Still army crawling, but can now pull himself up to his knees and sometimes stands
  • He sits unassisted
  • He can say 'da-da' and sometimes 'maaa-ma' (I get maaa-ma when he is hungry)
  • He is a good little sleeper but usually only takes on nap per day now.
  • He LOVE Drake.  He thinks he is funny and tries to crawl after him all the time.  He also likes watching him out the window.
  • He took his first LOONG care ride to North Carolina.  Road trips are over-rated.  

How the rest of us are doing
  • This has been an incredibly challenging month.  On July 24th my dad died of, what we assume, was a cardiac incident.  He lived in North Carolina, so we spent a week going out there and attending to the funeral and other affairs.
  • Haley is not doing so hot with the idea of an active baby brother.  Seeing him play with toys and interact more seems to agitate her.  It isn't uncommon for her to declare that she "Doesn't like baby brother."; "Stop smiling at me"; etc.  
  • A common question we keep getting...."So are you going to have a third??????" ----In a word.  No.  In two words...hell no.  At least if it is up to me.  And if it does happen, I will be of .01% of women and will likely be writing some angry letters to IUD manufacturers.  
  • Personally, I am kinda over summer.  I am ready to be able to spend half a day outside with the kids in some jackets.  Watching Haley play in leaves...blow off some steam.  I am getting summer cabin fever.  Even the lake seems too hot to really enjoy.  I know we have had a mild summer, but I am just not a fan of hot weather.  Windows open.  Pumpkin spice. Ya, move along summer. 
  • Ian's leg is going much better and he has joined me a bit on my fitness fun.  We started running together a couple times a week. --I have definitely been enjoying that a lot. 

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