9 Months!

I've been in a bit of denial the past couple of weeks, which is why I haven't updated the blog with Little Man's 9 month info. Because my baby cannot be 9 months old already. That's only 3 months away from being a year old. And THAT is just crazy! This little kid army crawling around our living room has to belong to someone else. I have a teeny tiny little non-mobile lump of a baby, not this very active almost-toddler! The old days of putting him on the floor on a blanket and watching him play under his activity center while I peacefully watch TV are long gone. I now have to chase after him to make sure he doesn't pull glasses of iced tea off the coffee table (which has happened), or stick his fingers in electrical outlets (which ALMOST happened), or put dog food in his mouth...

Anyway, he is now army crawling like a champ, and almost regular crawling; he can sit up on his own and is starting to pull up on everything. MyLovf lowered the crib mattress to the lowest level and the very next morning we found him standing up in his crib. Talk about a close call! If it hadn't been moved, the little guy would've ended up falling out! He is eating almost everything, the doctor said the only things we have to wait on are eggs, honey, fresh strawberries, peanut butter, and milk until he's a year old. At his well baby visit he was 19 pounds, 13 ounces and 30 inches long!

We took him to the park for the first time for his 9th Monthday. He was so cute in the swings and going down the slide!

After the park, I gave him his first ever hair cut. I think I did pretty well!

Before

During

After

And then we had our monthly photo shoot!

At the risk of totally cursing myself by blogging about it, I have to say that we are sleeping much better nowadays. We started a mild form of CIO two weeks ago and I'm happy to report that we all get 6-8 good hours of sleep on an almost nightly basis. I say mild because neither of us could stomach listening to him cry for an extended period of time, so instead of plunking him in bed and then leaving, we lay him down and then stay in the room until he falls asleep. We don't pick him up and try to keep contact to a minimum. He still fusses, but he doesn't full on cry as long as he can see one of us. He usually passes out after about a half hour.

Here's my little cutie on St. Patrick's Day. His shirt says "I'm a McCutie". He also had these cute little bobble shamrocks for his head, but he refused to keep them on. I was unsuccessful in getting a photo of them.

How freaking adorable is my kid!?

So that's all for now. I promise to try and update more often than once a month. I can't even use the excuse of being So Busy, because honestly, I wasn't. I was lazy and unmotivated. The blog was the last thing on my mind. I'm going to shoot for once a week posts. And I am taking the photos for the 341, I'm just really bad at posting them all in a timely manner. I know, "Bad Lovfer!" ::smacks own hand::