10 Months

Emerson,

When you were first born, it took quite a while until the days started to blur together. As you grew and grew it was suddenly no longer days that blended together, but weeks. And then to my surprise, months. So here we are again another month older, another month taller, another month smarter.

One thing that remains constant is the pure joy of watching you discover the world. Watching your personality develop. Watching you digest the information around you, and filing it all away in your ever growing brain.

At ten months old you’ve begun walking more and more. You grow more confident in your steps every day. You are squatting like a pro, and you still like to steal the dog’s toys. You feel very passionate about us leaving the room, and you enjoy clinging to a pant leg while we’re trying to make lunch, or make you a bottle.

Window watching is still a favorite and we’ve begun to explore the outdoors with the warmer spring weather. You’ve begun to finally babble, and while your sounds are limited, their cuteness knows no bounds.

This month, you’ve also started signing back to us! You will vaguely sign, “all done,” when you’re through eating. You throw both little hands up and break out in a goofy grin as if to say, “look Mom! I know what this means, aren’t you proud of me!?” to which the answer is always yes.

Your nighttime sleep has been interrupted by what we are assuming are your top teeth coming through. You’ve been a tad crankier, restless and have sprung light fevers the last week or so. Luckily I’ve also taught you how to “snuggle” on command. Naps and nighttime are so much more cuddly now. After story and formula milk, we “snuggle,” where you’ll smoosh your face deep into my shoulder usually making a soft “hmmm” sound.

This month you’ve developed a love of rough housing. One of your favorite games is being “pushed” over. It’s especially funny to you when we play “push the baby” on the big squishy bed. Hilarity and giggling fits usually ensue.

Your fine hair is getting even longer. It now hangs right in your eyes. We try to keep a bow or headband on to control the crazy do. Just recently we’ve begun putting in little ‘whale spouts,’ or ‘unicorn horns,’ as your Daddy would say.

As always we look forward to the next month, bringing you closer and closer to your first birthday. My little ladybug, you are growing so quickly before my eyes. I already feel like I’ve forgotten how tiny your body used to be in my arms. Don’t grow up too quickly now.

                       

Love,
Your Momma
  

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