My boy is 8 months old! Actually in less than a couple of weeks, he'll be 9 months old! Where has the last 3/4 of a year gone? And while the time has gone fast, his growing, and learning, and changing has happened even faster.
As soon as he learned to sit, just a few day before Christmas, his development has just taken off and everything started happening faster than I can almost keep up with. I am so thankful that I get to stay home and watch him grow, something I missed out on with Alyssa. His little personality is really starting to shine through also. He is the sweetest, most lovable little man I know. I can see hints of stubbornness, but with Jason and I as his parents, that probably just comes natural to him. :)
He is both talkative and quiet, depending on his mood. I find he is a bit more talkative in the evenings. And as soon as you talk back, he is very still, just listening. I am sure he is just soaking it all in. The sounds he makes have really developed over the last month. His first sound was bubba, then momma, then dada. Now he is talking all sorts of gibberish. I just love it! And the raspberries... oh how I love when he blows little raspberries. :)
He is really starting to love his toys and is learning to play with them. The more noise they make, the better. It's fun to watch him explore his little world.
He loves music, and will rock on his bottom (dance) to a beat.
He also loves commercials on tv, the strangest ones too. His favorite, the Nationwide Insurance commercial. I haven't quite figured it out yet, maybe it's the white background that makes everything else pop, maybe it's the little tune that they play. But whenever it comes on, he will stop whatever else he is doing and watch it.
Oh, and the vacuum!! Landon is a big fan of the vacuum. He gets so excited every time it runs. And if it's just sitting out, he will talk to it with loads of excitement in his little voice. It's times like that, I really wish I could know what is going on in his little head. I wonder just what his thoughts are.
After quite a few months of rocking on his hands and knees, he started crawling... the day after his 8 month birthday. When he crawls, he turns his little hands inward and looks like a bulldog. Jason, of course, loves this! Jason loves bulldogs and now he has his very own... well, sort of. :)
Landon loves to open and close anything that he can, doors, books, some of his toys. But in the last couple of weeks, his curiosity has grown and he is starting to become a little more interested in what is behind all those doors he is opening and closing. I am now picking up our dvds at least a couple of times a day.
With his new found crawling skills and my lack in judgement as to how fast he can actually move now, he fell down the stairs last week. Ugh. One of the worst mom moments ever! I stripped his jammies off and checked all over for injuries. None to be found. The kid is tough! :) Thank goodness, because I just about had a heart attack and poor Alyssa cried worse than her brother.
We started feeding him foods at about 6 months old. He still isn't eating much though. Maybe a couple of tablespoons once, sometimes twice a day. And that is fine with me. He is still nursing and I plan on that being his main source of food for at least his first year. There really hasn't been much food that he doesn't like, except apples, and I'm thinking it's more of a texture issue. He isn't quite ready to eat anything that isn't fully mashed up. We've tried cut up bananas, peas... he just isn't ready. His favorite foods so far are peas, spinach and bananas. Funny, right? Alyssa loved all things orange as a baby and her brother loves his greens. I hope he grows up to love all fruits and veggies like his sister, I have been so blessed by her eating habits.
Landon started off his life being the best little sleeper I could ask for. By week two he was sleeping through the night and only waking once or twice. I was only lucky enough to have that last for the first four months though. :( Now he is up periodically, some nights worse than others. I hear he takes after his dad that way though. Jason, I guess, wasn't much of a sleeper either. We started putting him in his crib around 6 months to see if that would help...not so much. Halfway through the night, he usually ends up back in our bed. We went out and bought him a Sophie to keep in his crib because he started refusing his pacifier and I really wanted him to have something that would offer some sort of comfort to him. His sleeping could definitely be worse, so I wont complain too much. And I am almost certain it has a lot to do with his development. As soon as all of that started really taking off is when his sleep patterns also changed. I will say, the last week or so, he has taken some really great naps though! And I have to remember that it will get better.
I am in love with the way he reaches up to me now. He loves his daddy, and is so happy to see Jason when he gets home from work every day, but Landon is a total momma's boy through and through right now. And that is just fine with me! I feel a little selfish, but my heart just swells every time he reaches for me when he is in someone else's arms.
Landon also loves sweatshirt strings, well, any strings really. But especially sweatshirt strings. Teething (he has his two bottom front teeth) would have probably been less tolerable if it weren't for the strings. It's one of the first things he looks for when Jason picks him up. He also likes to untie the strings on the chair cushions at the dining table and chew on them. He is constantly making me smile. :)
Landon's newest trick that really has me on edge lately is his new found ability to pull himself up on things to stand. He still isn't quite tall enough to reach the chairs, or the couches, or the coffee table, but he does use his toys, the bricks in front of the fireplace, and as of yesterday, he discovered he can also use the tv stand. It scares me a little, okay, sometimes it scares me a lot. Now I am wondering how much longer it will be before he is walking? Jason was an early walker, 9 months. I was a late walker, 13 months. And Alyssa was in between, 11 months.
I have to say, even though he keeps me on my toes, he fills my heart with SO much joy. I am so thankful that God decided that he was the one for our family. I cannot imagine life without him. It's hard to remember life before him. He just fits.
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