This Wood House: December 2013

You read that right. Seven months. What the what? I know. I don't understand it either. Time is flying.

Jameson is 7 months old and thinks he's 7 years I think. He is everywhere into everything. He's a boys boy with an awesome sense of humor that is blossoming. His laugh is the best sound in the world.

This seventh month has been full of awesome new things. He is a crawler. He's a pull-uper. He's hilarious and happy. And he's adventurous without fear.

What comes along with all that is… he's a faller. He's a bruiser. He's loud and he's constantly curious. That's my boy! I love every single thing about him.

He's still not sleeping through the night but I'm hoping to fix that soon. I think I'll probably have to start cry-it-out assisting soon. Maybe that will be a deployment project.

He is such a lover of life. Making him giggle is pretty much the best because I can't help but laugh along with him. He's an instant mood lifter. How could he not be with all that chunk and wide eyes.

I'm so in love with this boy.

Yeah, I know. Its been a while. A very long while. One day I know I will regret taking this blog hiatis when I want to remember all the little details about Jameson's first year, but somehow blogging had to take a backseat to life and everything that came with that for a few months.

I'll kick start my blogging back with a fun time that I just don't want to forget. 10 months has been a ridiculously fun month with Jameson. 10 months is good on him. Every day he looks more like his daddy, doesn't he?

Jameson at 10 months is:

communicating in his own way- He grunts when he's hungry. He claps in his high chair when he wants more. I've started working on sign language. Yeah, no interest there yet. He moans when he's sleepy and ready to fall asleep.
a super fast crawler- SUPER. FAST. I have to watch him like a hawk. Turn your back for a second and he might very well be half way up the stairs in the other room. Or like again today, he could crawl into the kitchen climb up on the open dishwasher door and have started "emptying" it across the kitchen floor. Still a little surprise you aren't walking on your own yet despite loving it with help, but your crawling skills are ridiculous so I guess you're not too bothered.
in love with most everything that his sister does- even when its directed at him in not the most gentle sweet way, he stays in awe of her. He thinks she is hilarious, which is great because she thinks that she is hilarious too so we all laugh a lot.
quite the dancer. Any beat gets his little toosh bouncing around.

will climb over most anything to get to his Daddy on Skype. Objects in the way, beware. You will get trampled on if you get in his way.
a really awesome eater- This kid is a champ eater. I laugh now at the idea that last month, his pediatrician said I should be feeding him more because his weight was not off the charts like it had been. Never mind that his height is still in the high 90s percentile… Example A, he can devour 2 pieces of homemade pizza himself even after eating an entire serving of peas and carrots. So far, he's not rejected any food at all. He pretty much loves it all
favorite foods are pizza (obviously lol), bananas, any finger foods pasta related, carrots, broccoli, cheese, and pretty much anything that we're eating. He doesn't like to eat something different than us- or maybe more accurately he demands to eat what we're eating.
Taking a bottle has gotten easier but I don't push it that often, only when necessary. Its nice to know he does well with one now though. I'm just lazy and hope to nurse as long as possible.

Speaking of nursing… he has 4 teeth, 2 up 2 down. Teething and nursing has become a little problem every few meals. Not so much on purpose, but just the logistics of more things in his mouth, I have started to think about how long I'll be able to nurse. Amazing what Moms are willing to go through for their kids.
loves people. He's still very attached to me but he is a flirt and will smile at most anyone that looks at him. He's my happy boy.
a waver. He waves all the time until I tell him to. Im pretty sure people think I'm making it up when I tell him to wave. I swear. He can do it!
sleep is still sometimes good sometimes bad. He'll sleep through the night awesome for a few weeks, then get a cold and be back to waking once during the night for a few nights then we do it all over again.
Bedtime is 7pm. 6:30 seems to be his natural bedtime still but most days it is just physically impossible for me to have my stuff together enough to get both kids fed, bathed, and happy enough for me to get him down on my own. Because of that, his bedtime is very reflective of how the day is going and what kind of mood Cheyanne is in. If she's clingy, it'll be a late night for him. If she's into something, I can usually find the 10 minutes to get him down without being disturbed. Then he normally sleeps in until 6-7 when I nurse him and he sleeps again until 8-8:30am.
an easy kid. Seriously. Not saying all moments are easy, but rarely is he the reason that things are not going well. Life tends to take over and effects all of us which is when things get hairy. He is very much a go with the flow, active kid and I love him so much for that.