8 Month Update

Last week, Michael turned 8 months old.

8 months! When is this all happening?!

Michael is getting really good at moving forward. He really pushes on his toes and scoots forward pulling with his arms. He gets pretty much anywhere he wants to go.

He is great at sitting up, and is almost to a point where he can pull himself up to a sitting position, but he only tries every once in a while to do it.

His eating is doing great. He seems to eat more and more everyday.

Since eating is right before naptimes and bedtime, he is usually pretty tired while he eats, so sometimes he is a little cranky.

Oddly enough, he has recently done this nursing strike thing. My milk supply has dropped because I just haven't been that hungry lately, so after a few days of pumping, doing my best to keep him nursing, he just seems so much happier with a bottle of formula. Not quite expected, but it is what it is. Fortunately, we were equipped with formula and bottles, and happily, he is much more content.

For a while, before i realized he wasn't getting enough to eat, he would cry and cry and cry, and I wasn't sure what he wanted, and when I tried to nurse him he wasn't happy so I assumed it wasn't the problem. I guess what it was is that he wasn't getting enough food. Poor kid. But now that he is eating his formula, he is happy as a clam. Actually, happy ALL the time, which is great.

So that was an unexpected little hang up, but we gave it 8 months and I guess that was it. So, oh well.

He is so much fun. He laughs, and troubleshoots problems, and is very attentive during storytime.

Some times during play time, he likes having me right there playing right with him. Other times, he is content to just explore whatever he can whether I'm doing anything with him or not.

He still loves going to the park and is fascinated by the world around him.

He loves looking at himself in the mirror, and often times will wave his hand and smile broadly at himself and his mommy who is waving back at him.

His favorite thing to say is "Dada." He really does say it all the time. That and "Geeeeeeeee!" with a hard "G." It's really cute.

Everything he does is done like a boy. There isn't a ounce of daintiness in him. He is just a little boy!!