This past month, Andrew finally rolled over from his back to his tummy, and is now rolling all over the place (hallelujah!!). Talk about a late bloomer! I continued to have concerns of him having delayed development, but the pediatrician didn't show any concerns. He is pretty much on track in all other areas of his development. So I guess I'll try not to be too concerned and count my blessings that he is still somewhat containable. And although he may not be crawling yet, he is showing some interest in walking! He might just be one of those kids who learn to walk before they crawl. He has stood up for at least 10 second intervals and has taken up to 5 steps on his own. However, I think it will still be a little while until he really takes off, because his tummy muscles are still not strong enough to keep him upright for that long (not to mention he doesn't know how to pull himself up on objects either). He definitely looks like a drunken soldier. The problem is, he thinks he can take off on his own, and wants us to let go of his hands. We figured that between the Johnny Jumper and the Exersaucer, they have both given him a false sense of security. He thinks he can walk without help because he was able to walk around in little circles with the aid of his toys. It really is quite funny to see how independent he wants to become though. Even if we put him up to the couch, he won't hold on. His whole body shakes with excitement at the thought of taking off.
So for a long time, I thought that maybe he might just be this laid back kid, with an easy going type of personality (since he showed no interest in rolling over or crawling toward any objects). But after seeing his newfound joy in walking, and especially his frustration when I set him back down, I don't think he'll be relaxed. This kid is determined and he definitely lets you know when he is upset that he is on the floor. He instantly scooches back to my hands to grab on and pull himself back up to a standing position. He has places to see and he wants to go now!
As far as eating goes, he is finally done nursing. It was a bit of a bittersweet event. Like I wrote last time, I was getting a little frustrated with the biting, and distraction he was showing while nursing. It was taking me forever to feed him because he kept whipping his head in another direction to look at something else. Although he had nursed better than the girls had, and I was glad that it had been a more enjoyable experience this last time around. In a weird sort of way, I was a little sad to think that this would be the end of my nursing experience forever (seeing as he will be our last child). But just like pregnancy, this phase of my life has finally ended. Oh the emotional roller coaster us women put ourselves through.
I am enjoying the new found discoveries Andrew is making, and am excited to watch him grow. Life is rarely boring with this little guy, or with any of our kids for that matter. And although the crying and uncertainties may weigh heavy at times, I am very thankful that God entrusted us with his care. He is a joy that keeps spreading in our life.
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Did I already tell you how cute your blog is? Or did you change it up a bit since I was here last?
Love the new update on Andrew, that photo is SO cute!!
He is so handsome Sarah! Just to warn you, Alyssa took a few steps on her own at 9 months and by 10 months didn't want to crawl anymore, so maybe he'll just skip crawling altogether! I love how each little one is so different! It helps me remember to enjoy each one! I am sad to think that this is our last too...it goes too fast!
Beth
Look at those sweet little blue eyes. I'm so glad he's a laid back child for you, Sarah. I'm sure he's a sweetie.
Sweet Sweet boy! Give him time. They all bloom in God's perfect timing.
Daniel "failed" his 9 month visit. He was 10 months when we finally made it and he wasnt making any 2 syllable sounds (like ma da ba) and wasn't clapping, etc.
We'll just give him the time he needs. You do the same :)
Keep at it! This parenting of many littles is so hard. And yes, things can weigh heavy. Thankful for a God who carries the burdens. Hang in there mommy!
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