Samuel Rey at 8 Months!
It feels like
we’ve known Sammy for as long as we can remember, so 8 months actually isn’t
sounding very old to me. It could be because he’s not very mobile yet. I’m
not complaining! I’m enjoying my clean
house while I still can.J
He so badly wants to crawl and walk, but he still has a ways to go. He can scoot himself when he wants to get
down from your lap and he’s really good at standing while holding on to something. He wants to pull himself up, but that’s a working progress as well. It won’t be
long before we have to move his mattress down, though!
Sammy had
his first Valentine this week – of course it was his mama. ;) He actually spent part of Valentine’s Day at
the doctor’s. He’s been coughing a lot
recently, so we wanted to make sure it wasn’t anything serious. He was fine, but that was the first time we’ve
taken him in for something other than a check-up. Eight months of no unexpected doctor visits
seems like a pretty good run to me. J After that, my
mother-in-law brought him to my school during my class party. I didn’t tell my kids he was coming, so it
was a fun surprise. They think it’s such
a treat when he visits! (They kindly reminded me that I needed to update my pictures on my desk. haha)
We got him a
walker yesterday, but he doesn’t how to use it yet. He likes to play with the gadgets on front of
it, though, so it was still a hit!
His favorite
food is avocado. He also likes sucking on limes and lemons!
He has four
teeth and we think he’s getting a second top tooth. He’s been teething like CRAZY! The best part is that it doesn’t bother him
or make him extra fussy. He remains as happy as can be, while putting everything in his mouth. His pediatrician suggested we go see a dentist and start brushing every night.
He is still
sleeping 12 hours a night and hardly fusses when we put him down. I am now an avid
believer in the cry it out method.
It was the hardest, most emotional thing we’ve done so far, but the benefits have been amazing -- for all of us.
When he went
to the cardiologist a week and a half ago, he was 21 lbs. 4 oz. I don’t remember how tall he was. I just know he’s on the short side… Poor kid. Speaking of the cardiologist, our next appointment is in a couple weeks, so I'll keep everyone posted. We are going to try to do the ultra sound without having to sedate him, so I REALLY hope Sammy can be calm and hold still long enough for them to get what they need. This picture was from the first test they did. They hooked him up to a bunch of cords. He got mad because they wouldn't let him chew on them. ;)
He’s in size
4 diapers and still wearing 6-9 month clothing.
He had his
first hair cut this month! I thought I
was going to cry, but I did okay. J
He’s still as cute as ever. He also had his first super bowl! He got to "play" with his twin friend, Owen. Jacen wasn't feeling well so he stayed with his grandma. Oh, and "playing" with other babies consists of grabbing each other's face.
He loves
playing with tags and anything that he can put in his mouth. He also still loves his jumperoo and playing
independently in his crib.
We've started putting him in the cart now when we go shopping and he really enjoys the new view. I have a feeling we'll be ditching the carrier and getting a new car seat soon. (When we shop, Bruno always looks at boy clothing while I look at new toys.)
Grandma
& Grandpa Clarke are in Texas and I think he misses them! Okay, maybe he doesn’t know the difference,
but we miss them! Grandma was really
good at giving him back rubs!
At 8 months
old, my breastfeeding journey has come to an end. It makes me really sad because he still wants
to nurse, but I just don’t have the supply anymore to satisfy him. I ended up giving my frozen supply away to a
baby that needed it more than Sammy, so he is officially finished with breast
milk. After he bit me twice, it was kind
of a done deal! I admire mamas who can
nurse with teething babies!
He loves
when we babble with him… it’s like he can understand us. Sometimes, he mimics sounds back or he just gets
overly excited. He also enjoys
peek-a-boo and throwing things on the floor and demanding we pick them up so he
can continue the cycle a million times.
I love it!
I’m stuck
between wanting him to stay a baby and wanting him to grow and discover new
things!
