baby J toddling

Okay, he's not really toddling officially.  He has taken a few steps but much like those first crawling movements I'm not counting these.  I'm not sure he even realizes he is walking - alone.  We kinda trick him by sending him off to mama or dada (we'll get that in a sec) and letting him go.  Sometimes he sits, sometimes he falls into our arms, sometimes though he actually takes a couple steps.  He has not initiated independent walking though.  He'll happily walk holding our hand or his walker or along furniture and walls ('cmon if he can walk along that he can walk - dude!).  It took forever but he is willing to walk just holding a single hand.  That took over a week of him getting quite angry with us for not taking both his hands.  I've been thinking it would happen soon (independent walking) for months so I no longer guess or estimate at what age he'll walk.  Honestly I no longer care - I know it will happen sooner than later.

His last Help Me Grow meeting offered good news on the verbal front.  J is finally babbling consonant chains including nanananan and dadadadad with a little bababa and once or twice even a mamama.  J loves to play a game where he touches his chest and we say his name and then we touch someone else and say their name be it me, D or even the cats.  After about a week of this he even started initiating the game.  It's novelty has worn off so he doesn't do it mu

ch anymore but every so often he will want to play it again. His receptive language skills are awesome.  He knows what we mean when we say everyday things like nap, walk, sippy, bath, kitty, lovey, binky, etc.  It's just his expressive language that's a little behind.  Personally I blame the teeth.  He has 8 teeth.  The first set (by set I mean 4) came in from 6-7months of age.  Once those were done J promptly started crawling.  Then the next 4 teeth arrived at mo

nth 9-10 and nothing much happened developmentally until after that when J started assisted walking and his consonant babbling.  Now he's teething again I think so well see if it affects anything.  I really just think he cannot focus on moving his mouth around to make new noises when it is full of pain.  That's what my gut says.  And really it's not a big deal - he'll walk & talk in his own time.

We're also practicing signing.  I read that it's good to start when a baby can wave good-bye.  I guess that is when they will pick-up on the signs but we started earlier just to get him used to it.  He knows the words better than the signs but we keep using them so hopefully he'll start to use them.  He'll do "all done" but only after much prompting.  He'd much rather pitch is food & sippy to the floor when he's had enough.  He knows the sign for "more" and "train" but uses neither of course even when prompted.  We're working hard on "eat" right now but so far - nothing.  He is intrigued by "kitty" but again does not use it.  We'll likely get him a baby sign book and/or DVD for his birthday in hopes that will help.  

One of our main debates around here is how much to feed him.  I error on the side of stuffing him figuring he will pitch stuff when he is done.  D thinks I'm going to instill bad habits and he'll become overweight.  I'm not concerned - most babies and kids get baby fat.  I think as long as he is given plenty of opportunity and encouragement to be active then he'll not become part of the childhood obesity problem the US currently has happening.  I always error on the side of feeding too much.  I think it stems from J being born early and small and then having issues with eating and glu

cose levels in the NICU.  I've been programmed to feed him as much as he'll take.  I'm not sure when or if to stop that mentality though.  We'll see what the good doctor says at his 1yr appointment.  

Speaking of food this is the first month I've thought "wow, babies are expensive."  J has moved to finger foods completely now so I'm buying fruit and veggies and all kinds of things.  It makes formula seem cheap.  I'm sure one day - oh about 12 years from now - I'll laugh at the thought of finger foods being expensive as my teenage boy eats us out of house and home.  

I'm also coming to the realization that baby J has too much stuff and we don't have enough room for any of it.  I really really really hope our house sells this spring because we need a better layout.  We need a playroom for J because right now he has his room, the hallway, and the guest room as his own with toys everywhere.  It's mainly the big things like walking toys and ride-on toys that are the issue.  Though I noticed today he has outgrown his exersaucer so that can be disassembled and sold or put in storage.  That will clear up a little space for the Bobles he has coming for his birthday.  Sadly, I also think the jumperoo needs moved into the bathroom permanently (ugh - we are being taken over).  It keeps J safe and out of trouble while I shower though I know he'll be outgrowing that in no time too.  I just hope we can be into a new home by then [fingers crossed].  On the flipside, our first floor is baby free with the exception of the highchair and pack-and-play (the latter we're considering packing up for good though).  

I bought a new baby carrier.  It's a Catbird brand carrier (the pikkolo) and I purchased it locally from Sprout Soup.  I wish I had known about this place last year at this time.  I would have visited there for a carrier rather than buying a pouch and then a Bjorn and now a Catbird (um, can you say expensive?!?!).  The Bjorn was actually a gift and we used it a TON and J loved it.  We walked every night this past summer and J joined us in that until late September when we moved to the jogging stroller (he was just too heavy for that long of a walk).  So why did I buy a new carrier then?  J is too wiggly for a pouch (I tried ours) and too big for the Bjorn (says it goes up to 21lbs but that must be a skinny/tall baby!).  I bought the Catbird because J is a mama's boy and he's not walking yet.  There are times when it's easier to put him in a carrier then a stroller.  When?  Quick trips to the mall (J hates his stroller indoor), festivals (Grapefest comes to mind but also Arts Festival), parties (I thought I'd need this for one a couple weeks ago but J was happy to play on the floor), Filene's Basement (and any other place that does not have carts & the aisles are too small for a stroller).  I do admit that an umbrella stroller could have solved some of these issues but oh well.  We'll save the um

brella stroller for next year.

J has dropped a nap.  He's been working on this for a few weeks when he got a cold and needed/wanted extra sleep.  He was solidly back to 2 naps when Daylight Savings happened.  That must have been just the jolt he needed be

cause he instantly dropped a nap.  It took him a couple days to fully adapt but now he's sleeping for 2-3 hours

 after lunch each day.  Woo-hoo!  I like that he has more playtime but a solid nap still.  He seems happy with it and he's still sleeping through the night which is possibly the most important thing.

This week J will turn one.  I've begun to feel a little frantic.  I'm getting my freelance work done early, getting the pets ready to be boarded, the house ready for guests, the boy ready to celebrate, etc.  I thought this morning that it's fitting.  I was frantic this time last year too.  Friday was my last day of work.  I left at noon for a doctor's appointment.  My blood pressure was high and I had to have bloodwork done.  I was told that if the bloodwork came back poorly (seems like the wrong word) then I'd be induced the next day.  Regardless I was to schedule an appointment on Monday for a re-check on the bp and I was warned if it was still high there would be no bed rest; I would simply be induced that evening.  I had taken the optional 2 weeks off before my due date so I could do baby shower thank yous and the last bit of buying and nesting.  Instead I spent that weekend running around buying things and cleaning the house and resting as much as possible (but not enough).  Not surprisingly on that Monday (St. Patrick's Day) I still had high bp and I was told to go straight to the hospital to be induced (we were given a few hours reprieve to tend to our dogs first).  And the rest as they say is history.