Three-quarters of a year done, just like that.
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.
