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8 months
dear bubba-lou,
this week you turned 8 months old.
8 months going on 8 years...
this past month was a tough one for us - as right when we finally all agreed on a sleep schedule, your father brought disease into our house!
a pestilence!
a pox was upon us!
ok - drama aside, it wasn't too too bad, but you got it pretty good. it was HORRIBLE to see. you were so stuffy and congested. there was no breathing, which led to no sleeping, which led to no happiness.
eventually your father and i came up with a solution - holding you while we slept, sitting up, so you could breathe. i swear, it was like that elephant man movie. poor baby just couldn't lay down.
anyway, we got through it with lots of baby drugs (and mommy and daddy drugs-i-mean-beer) and you never got even a teensy weensy fever.
it was definately a setback though, as pre-cold you were eating solids 3 times a day - post-cold? NADA. NOTHING. ZIP. so we had to start solids all over again. there has been lots of remember you like pears? and no no peas DO taste yummy! heard around our dinner table lately.
you have been more energetic post-cold too. i keep walking in to your room after your nap and finding you turned all cattywompus (ask your grammy - it IS TOO a word) in your crib. the other day you actually had a leg stuck between the bars. you wern't upset about this - you just looked at me like hey! look what a pickle i am in!
you are definitely more personable this month then before. i don't even understand how you are only 8 months old. you seem like such a little boy now. you play with such DETERMINATION, like you have a plan and toys A, B, and C are totally part of it.
but then you fall asleep in my arms, reaching out your little hand to grab my face - just to make sure i am still there and all i can think is i will slay dragons for you.
love,
mama






