(And as you can see, it's hard to keep in one place--upside-down teddy, anyone?)
It's insane for me to think that in just one stinkin' month, we'll be celebrating his first birthday. That means he'll be getting one year photos, and a party (which as of press time is in decent shape), and all the good things that come with this milestone.
(...and now my uterus is screaming at me because we have no plans to do this a fourth time...)
At eleven (ELEVEN!) months, Justin:
--has GOT to be around 25 lbs. He's HUGE, at least by our standards.
--is in 18-month clothes most days, but I still manage to squeeze him into a few 12-monthers.
--eats anything put in front of him, no questions asked. We're getting into a lot more textures as opposed to purees lately; he went to town on one of my pancakes at IHOP over the weekend.
--isn't walking yet, but I'm not pushing it! He did take a few steps behind the walker (GASP), but hasn't seemed very interested in repeating that feat. All in his time.
--popped out three more teeth in the last two weeks, and so currently sits with a total of eight, but he has at least two more on the verge of emerging.
--has a favorite "word"; he continually asks "Dis?" all day long. It's pretty cute. And I'd be lying if I didn't think he'd correctly said "Daddy" a few times :)
--seems to be a bit of a climber, as I keep finding him on the fireplace hearth (SIDENOTE: I really wish this house had better sight lines from the kitchen...). That scares me for him down the road.
--is going to need to move up to Size 5 diapers soon, which is something no son of mine has ever done before.
--is just the sweetest little munchkin. He's only angry irritated when he doesn't get fed fast enough or when Nolan steps on him. We are trying our best to soak up all his baby loveliness before time runs out.
See how he compares to Aiden and Nolan at eleven months.
Justin's had a great month, just a-growin' and a changin'. Mixed with my L-O-V-E of fall, it's just been a hunky-dory mess of happiness around here lately.
At ten months, Justin:
--is by my estimate around 22 lbs (no official weight stats until is 12-month well visit). Dude hurts my back.
--is easily in 12-month clothes, and possibly ready to move up to 18-monthers. Which is cool, because we are STOCKED in that size (one reason having three boys is awesome).
--can now pick up puffs!!! It's not very pretty, but he gets the job done. So I'm a touch excited to start giving him something other than pureed foods.
--has mastered crawling, standing, and cruising. Part of me thinks I'll be documenting his first steps by his next monthly update. E-gads.
--is still rockin' just the five teeth, but more are on the way.
--thinks his brothers are about the coolest things ever. He actually tries to wrestle (wrestle!!!) with them. It's ridiculously cute until Nolan forgets he's a baby.
--has discovered a love of reading. And ripping out the pages of non-board books.
--loves to do "Soooooooo Big!" by raising his arms high above his head. We're still working on "O-H-I-O."
--has somehow managed to make his older brothers get along better with his presence. They both adore him and somehow that has increased the harmony between the two of them. Smiles all around. :)
Check out how he compares to Aiden and Nolan at ten months.
I keep thinking of this time last year, when I was 6 months pregnant and taking care of just two kids.
But at the same time, it's hard for me to remember what life was like before Justin. He's been such an easygoing addition to the family, and while not everyday is perfect, the good days far out number the not-so-good.
At nine months, Justin:
--is 20 lb 10 oz (or at least he was a last week's well visit). That's 2 lbs bigger than Nolan and 4 lbs bigger than Aiden were at a year old. He might have been my smallest at birth, but now he's just a pudgy, chunky monkey.
--needs the weather to get a bit cooler so he can start wearing all the colder-weather, 12-month clothes we have. I don't want to buy any 12-month warm-weather outfits at this point. So let's get to it, Fall.
--gets a bit of an attitude when I don't feed him quickly enough.
--has five teeth--two upper, three lower. Two of them erupted to the same day, to the thrill of EVERYONE in the house!
--sits unsupported, army crawls alarmingly fast, and can get in a sitting position all on his own. He even pulls up on furniture. It scares me how fast he's catching on to this stuff. At this rate, he won't just be walking by his first birthday, but running.
--is VERY chatty, and has added the spitty "raspberries" to his repertoire.
--had had a bit of a facial rash and allergic skin reaction to something ever he started crawling. The only thing we can think of are the cats. Still trying to figure out what to do.
--thinks it's a blast to "chase" his brothers while crawling, like he's gonna catch up to them or something. :)
Check out how he compares to Aiden and Nolan at nine months.