eight months


January 17, 2013 by Heather

Dear Parker,

Yesterday you turned 8 months old!!  What a month it has been.  We celebrated Christmas and New Year’s, and you reached some important milestones.  Just in the past month you have become a pro at sitting up on your own, holding a bottle and feeding yourself, AND, just a couple of days ago, you started crawling!!!!  You also got two teeth!  Holy moly.


You love love LOVE to sit and play.  Everyday we have a pallet in the floor covered with toys and books and you are able to sit and roll around and play to your heart’s content.  You are pretty independent and seem to really enjoy being by yourself, but you also like when we play together.  We will sit and look at books or make funny faces at each other.  We listen to music and dance.  You sorta-kinda like to watch cartoons, but only for a few minutes.


You learning to hold your own bottle has got to be one my most favorite things yet, for a few reasons: 1) it is so stinkin cute watching you do it, 2) it keeps you satisfied and quiet while I warm up your baby food, and 3) you can feed yourself when we are out and about, making going places much easier.  You get so excited when I hand you a bottle full of milk, it’s almost like you just can’t contain yourself.  It’s hilarious, really.


The day before you turned 8 months old, you crawled for the first time (video below).  You’ve been fairly mobile in other ways (rolling, etc), but crawling has opened up a whole new world of mischief fun for you.  You’ll crawl toward anything with buttons, like an Xbox controller or the remote.  You are your father’s son, that is for sure. 🙂  It’s only a matter of time until all the books are coming off the shelves and you are trying to eat dog food.  Oh gracious.


We joked that for Christmas you got your two front teeth, but it’s true!  Granted, it’s your two bottom teeth, but still.  They are so little and cute.  You love to show them off.


It snowed this month – twice!  We took you outside for the first one, and the freezing temperatures didn’t seem to bother you at all.  Your dad says it’s because you were conceived in Colorado.  I’ll let him explain to you what “conceive” means.


After nap time everyday I pick you up out of your crib and we go find the cat.  I think you’ve started to kind of expect it now.  As soon as I lift you out of bed, your head is looking around searching for her.  You do your funny little cough-laugh when we find her, and she promptly runs off, which only makes you cough-laugh even more.  I can only imagine the fun she is in for when you really start crawling and climbing all over the place.


You did a few really gross things this month that are worth mentioning.  #1:  you peed in your HAIR during a diaper change.  #2:  while sitting in your play seat (your “car”) in the kitchen, you pooped all down your leg and into your socks, also leaving a puddle of liquid poop on the floor.  #3:  you threw up all over me a few times, somehow managing to not really get any on yourself.  Except for the one time you projectile-vomited upwards and into your own eyes.  You didn’t enjoy that a whole lot.


Some facts about you right at this very moment:

Weight:  You are weighing around 15 lbs these days, which means you’ve gained two pounds since your last doctor visit.

Height:  I don’t know, but you are pretty long.

Size:  6-9 months in clothes, 3 in diapers, 2 in shoes.


Eating:  This has changed a lot from all your previous months.  You only nurse once a day now, and you have about five 4 to 6 ounce bottles a day.  You have oatmeal and fruit for breakfast, a vegetable and a fruit for lunch, and the same for dinner.  You LOVE to eat.  That is something that has definitely not changed.


Playing with:  Oh gosh, what are you not playing with?  Some of your favorites are:  your touch and feel book, your steering wheel toy, and your “laptop.”  You have also recently discovered my toes, which you seem to think are quite funny.


Sleeping:  You go to bed between 7 and 8pm, wake up between 5-7am to nurse, and go back to sleep until about 8am.  You take 2-3 naps a day, ranging from 45 minutes to 1 1/2 hours.  Gone are the days of the 2 hour naps.


Saying:  So many funny sounds, most of which you make while getting your diaper changed.  My favorite is when you smack your lips and go “bah bah bah.”  You can make a mean truck sound too, which gets spit everywhere.

Learning:  How to crawl better and be gentle with the pets.


Loving:  Bath time!  No more baby tub for you, fancy pants.  You love playing in the floor, going for walks when the weather permits, drinking from a bottle, our after-nap rituals (finding the cat and drinking some juice), when I pretend to eat your hand, and watching sports (or anything) with dad.  You are also loving (dare I say it?) drinking formula.  You’ve never been so happy, and that’s the truth.


Not loving:  your first small case of diaper rash (currently under control), most jarred baby food (picky dude), and having to wait… for anything.


As much as I hate waking up at 5:00am, I kind of look forward to it these days because it’s the only time you nurse.  I’m not sure if it’s for comfort or for what little milk is in there (can you say deflated balloon?), but it sure is a special time.  It’s the only time you eat slowly and calmly, and you make the softest sounds.  The whole house is quiet and dark and it’s just you and me, doing what we’ve done countless times in that rocking chair in the corner of your room.  When you are finished, you let out a wild burp, look around for the cat, and then lay your head on my shoulder.  We rock and rock, and I pat your back and kiss your fuzzy little head and breathe in your sweet smell.  I close my eyes and try to lock the moment somewhere in my brain, where I’ve tried to seal up so many other moments these past 8 months.  Hopefully I’ve succeeded in doing so, and years from now I can reach in there and remember these early mornings where it’s just us, sleepily rocking in that chair until I finally get up, gently change your diaper, and lay you back in your crib.


You are the sweetest thing, Parker.  I love you so much.

Love Always,


IMG 2266 from Heather Watson on Vimeo.


One thought on “eight months

  1. My daughter did that too! For some reason she always poops when she is in her jumper and it trickles out of her diaper, down her leg and leaves a puddle on the floor. Ewww

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