Dear Jase,
8 months! You've been storing up a bunch of milestones for this past month... wish doing laundry was one of those...
I suppose we'll work on the chores this next month.
- This month you started crawling!! You've been rolling around the room for weeks but apparently you just needed the right motivation... stealing a toy from another kid at daycare. That's right everybody... I'm THAT mom, raising THAT kid... 😳
- You have 3 teeth with the fourth cutting right now.
- You like your alone time. I'm totally cool with this, save for the fact that your alone time is usually at 3am and you've been known to have hour-long conversations with yourself.
- While other babies are crying during daycare drop-off you are all about new people. Just remember to say "no" to free puppies from strangers in vans when you're older...
- Firsts: swim session (you're a total water baby), pink-eye
- You can: Take off my glasses, sit up unsupported, reach out to be picked up, recognize pattern on shirts, roll around the room and the crib , bring food to your mouth, lunge for things (sometimes at your own detriment)
- You love: laughing, grabbing/eating books, banging on stuff, kisses, people, being held, having both mommy and Daddy in the room, watching me attempt yoga, watching dad in the yard, sleeping on your stomach, and being the center of attention
With lots of milestones came a few topics for your therapist:
- It took me more than 5 seconds to get you the next spoonful of food
- I wouldn't let you eat lotion
- We've been Pavlov's Dog-ing you into giving high-fives. You may now think a high five is followed with a four-course meal.
And per usual, you did your part to traumatize us a little as well:
- I'm not sure when you watched it, but you masterfully recreated the exorcist soup scene in your bedroom
- I had my first toe hit on one of your toys... the long battle of walking with a limp begins
You're turning 8 months on Mother's Day. As I think about this day last year, on bedrest, we were just hoping we would get the chance to meet you. It feels like a lifetime ago and we can't imagine life without you.
We love you booger butt.
Love,
Mommy and Daddy
