Growing Boy

Believe it or not, my baby boy is already nine months old!  Over the last 3 months, the little guy has changed and grown so much.  As a result, this post is all about my little Hayes J

Once this little monkey figured out how to sit up, he was no longer interested in tummy time.  Who wants to lay face down when you can sit up, see everything and use these cool things Mom keeps calling “hands”?  Smart little man, if you ask me (but, then again, I am a bit biased).  So, needless to say, I was convinced that this kid would never crawl; he would one day just take off walking.  Contrary to my expectations, sometime around 8 months, he figured out how to pull/scoot himself from one location to another using those strong arms of his.  This scooting thing; however, was a lot of hard work and it did just seem so much easier to let out a little cry and this lady that calls herself “Mommy” will carry him anywhere he wanted to go.  Slowly, but surely, around the same week he turned nine months, the scooting and the crying technique subsided and this little guy figure out a much easier way to get around…..crawling!  Most importantly, might I add, he figured out how to stand up on EVERYTHING (doors, drawers, tables, toys, couches, etc.).  Mobility opens the world up for a nine month old.  So many new things to explore and do and so little time in the day to get it all done.  It also opens up a new can of responsibilities for this Momma!  Wow this kid is on the move and boy am I in trouble!  In a matter of just a few weeks, he has bruised both cheeks, pulled tables down….and the list goes on.  The kid already climbs the stairs!!  Needless to say, some major baby proofing will soon be underway in this house.

In addition to this whole mobility thing, there are many other very cute and fun things he is doing lately, below are just a few of my favorite:

·         He signs “All done” when he is finished eating and “milk” when he wants his bottle.  He much prefers the bottle over the baby food, so I often see “all done” and then “milk” at dinner time.

·         When we say “Sooo big”, he raises his arms above his head and grins that precious little 4-teeth smile of his.  He learned this from his Nanny.

·         He has just started eating more ‘table food’ – yogurt melts, mashed potatoes (don’t worry – without milk), teething biscuits, fruit, etc.

·         He loves to clap to music.  He knows how to turn on the music in his little house and then he claps through the entire song. 

·         He adores his sleep sack.  When he is really tired and ready for nap or bedtime, he giggles quietly out of excited when he sees his blanket.

·         He has a bit of a temper.  When he gets mad he grips his hands very tightly, grunts and his face turns the brightest shade of red you can imagine.

·         He says “uh-oh”, but with a grunt.  It is hard to explain, but VERY cute.

·      He LOVES shoes.  If there are a pair of shoes on the first floor, he will find them and inevitabily get mad when I take them away.

·      He really enjoys bath time and does his little giggle as soon as he hears the water running.

·         He is a little “Mommy-spoiled”….or so some have told me J  He does tear up every now and then when I walk through the room and don’t pick him up.

·         He loves balls.  He would play with a ball for hours….rolling it, chasing it….

9 month stats:

- 28 inches – 47^th percentile

- 19.8 pounds – 37^th percentile

- Has 4 teeth, two on the bottom came first, quickly followed by the two on top

- Sleeps 12 hour nights (approximately 8-8), plus takes 2 naps a day (1-2 hours each)

- Eats 3 real “meals” a day, followed by a 7 oz bottle.  Typically a “meal” consists of a jar of baby food.  - -- He also has one additional bottle before bed at night. 

- Overall, he is a very healthy, growing little boy

My little monkey is right on track for growth and development.  I am always amazed at how these kids grow and develop so perfectly in just a short time period.  This is, without a doubt, nothing short of a continuation of God’s miracles.  I am so incredibly grateful for my healthy, happy baby boy.  I am doing my very best to enjoy every minute of his first year because it is going by so quickly. 

Below are some recent pictures of one of the two cutest little kiddos that bring so much joy into my life.

Happy boy during bath time

Having fun at the museum

Playing at the museum

Building wtih Kate at the museum

Just a little play time

Kind of "So Big", the end of it anyway

So handsome

I could eat this little grin right up

Clapping while Kate dances

Even while in the walker, he is into everything

"What, Mom?"

Getting into DeDe's toybox

Daddy giving him a taste of ice cream...bad daddy!

Mmmm, good ice cream

Cheeseball

A little bit of that temper

climbing up on his toys

Very first true "solid" - teething biscuit

On a mission to get Daddy's shoes

Gone, But Never Forgotten

My heart breaks as I sit down to write this post. I know it has been some time since my last post as I have been putting this one off for quite some time. I started this blog for many reasons, but one of the primary reasons was for my Grandmother. I knew that even if no one else ever read this blog, my Mommu would read it faithfully. Mommu loved nothing more than to hear cute and funny stories about her great-grandchildren. The best way to cheer her up on a difficult day was to tell her a funny Kate story or to let her hear Kate's sweet voice. When I would take the kids to see her, she would always be so excited to "hear the pitter-patter of little feet" in her house. And when it was time to leave and for the days following, she would tell me how lonely it was not to hear those little feet.

Three weeks ago tomorrow, my dear Grandmother passed away. She was without a doubt the strongest woman I have ever met in my life. It would probably take this entire post for me to list all of the health conditions from which she suffered over her lifetime. She always defied the odds, which is why I think I felt like she was immortal. I knew her body could only take so much and she had to be getting tired, but she always pulled through. So, while those that didn't know her would say that her death was an "expected" loss, I hadn't prepared myself at all. My Dad called me at about 7:30am that Tuesday morning with the news. Both kids were awake and I hate crying in front of them, but I couldn't hold it back. I was shocked and I was deeply saddened. Kate automatically comes to my side, snuggles up on my lap and says "What's wrong Mommy?". I proceed to tell her that I was sad because Mommu went to be with God. She then said to me "Don't be sad Mommy, you will get to see Mommu again one day when you get to be with God". All I could think was "Yes, baby girl, I will and what a joyous day that will be". Not only did Kate say the perfect thing at the perfect time, but I realized that this is the exact reason Mommu loved our kiddos so much. They are as honest as she was.

I could write all night about memories I have with my grandmother, but instead I just want to reminisce about the things I loved and will dearly miss. When you think of a grandmother, you probably think of a sweet old lady. Not Mommu. She wasn't the stereotypical sweet old lady, and to be honest, it wasn't until I got a little older that I learned to LOVE this about her. In fact, her personality is what I remember and love the most. Mommu was a very honest lady that wasn't afraid to tell you what was on her mind, whether you wanted to hear it or not. I remember the first time she met Kevin - she got mad at him for not pulling the chair out for me at Cracker Barrel. This, of course, is how a gentleman is supposed to treat a lady. The good news is that she forgave him and grew to love him very much. She wasn't afraid to tell you if she didn't like your outfit or she thought you had been gaining a little weight. I remember being anxious to hear what Mommu had to say about our wedding - I knew she and only she would tell me the truth! People actually loved her honesty. In fact, the funeral director told us that they had never had that many people at a service. Just before the service began, one of my cousin's turned to the rest of us and said "I'm surprised Mommu had this many friends". We all laughed through the tears.

I am extremely gratefull that just a few weeks before Mommu's passing, I was able to take both Kate and Hayes to see her. As she always loved to do, we visited and, of course, went to lunch. A few sweet memories I have from this visit: She let Kate take the entire bowl of seashells under the table home with us. She had her "normal" at lunch - motzaball soup and fruit salad. She fussed with Poppy about the last time Jeremy came to see her....and she reminded him that he wouldn't win. She told me she thought Kevin and I were great parents - coming from Mommu, this means the world to me. I got to kiss and hug her before I left.

Jeremy and I flew to Florida on Friday morning to be with family and to attend the service on Saturday morning. It was a short few days, but they were bitter-sweet. We all caught up on each other's lives, reminisced, and mourned together over the loss of someone so dear to us. While the loss of a grandparent is very difficult, I was extremely saddened to watch my Grandfather mourn over the loss of the love of his life for the past 60+ years and my Dad the loss of his mother. Death is never easy, but as my Grandmother told me many times "I'm getting old, I'm going to die"...and that is the story of our lifetime here on earth. We only have one, so enjoy every minute and make the best of it because you never know when this breath will be your last. 

To my dearest Mommu, you had a great impact on many lives while you were here on this earth, including mine, and although your body is no longer here, you will never be forgotten.  I love you.

Growing up, we LOVED to dress up in Mommu's clothes, make-up, etc. 
So, we decided to have a little fashion show - she would have LOVED it!

Mommu, Poppy and the boys.  I LOVE this picture

On my wedding day!

She may haunt me for posting this picture, but it was our last visit.
 Hayes' first time meeting her!